Hey everyone. I would really love the opinions of some diagnosed schizophrenic people on the following. For background I have a long and complicated history with mental health. I was diagnosed with depression/anxiety three years ago when my SO pushed me to seek help. This was due to a short talk and description of my symptoms which were pretty typical depression symptoms. I was later diagnosed with depression/anxiety/ptsd from another clinic after finding both a therapist and psychologist. During these appointments I always told the truth and tried to stay open, but I had never fully divulged the scope of my illness. The following is very difficult for me as I don’t want anyone to think I’m crazy, but here goes. When I was a kid I invented people to help me deal with my issues. My parents were dreadful and we moved to often for me to have friends, so I created them. At the start there many of them adults, kids, you name it. However, eventually a man named Sarge took over. This guy helped me through life and was there for the majority of my formative years. Yet again, I’m not crazy. Him and the others also gave me gifts throughout these years. Little things like toys that no one would know where they came from. The age this ran was 5-12, but it didn’t end there. At 13, after not seeing or communicating with these thoughts for a while, I saw the grim reaper. This is no means a light subject. I figure it was due to stress because I was at my grandmothers bedside. I saw him point to me after recognizing I saw him and then point to my grandmother after. Not in a menacing way just in a hey I’m just sort of waiting you guys out then she’s gone. She died that night. Throughout the years following these experiences I would have flare ups where I would see or hear things, but overall they weren’t a major part of my life. That is up till recently. I took on a major job working on a game title I cannot discuss due to NDA, it’s dope though. I believe yet again the stress is triggering symptoms and I have begun to see and hear things more often. Every time I masturbate I hear people making fun of me, and this isn’t just laughing I mean full on commentary. Another example would be seeing people around me when I am in bed. Yet again they do nothing menacing they are just there walking around and chatting while I’m trying to sleep. Really I don’t want to think I’m crazy. I never wanted to be diagnosed with this disease, but I am unsure I can continue to live my life knowing there could be a simple solution.