When I was around the age of 10-12, I had multiple beliefs of being something that wasn't human in a sense. It wasn't imaginary, I legitimately thought this, even though I was way past the age of having imaginary friends since I knew that it wasn't real.

It started when I was sitting in church and someone came in to preach and me and her talked afterwards and she said to me something along the lines of "I see a bright future ahead of you, you're special and you have a good heart." From then on, I contemplated for days about what made me so special I wasn't down on myself, I literally thought there was something supernatural that made me different from everyone. And then something in my brain told me "You're an angel of the Lord" So from then on out I sat around waiting for signs of angelic powers or wings or something like that.

I soon got out of the idea, telling myself it was just stupid of me to think that. Later on, I started to go through puberty and that meant body hair sprouted more than usual, so I shaved my legs for the first time and once they grew back all dark instead of light like the beforehand I suddenly thought "I'm a werewolf." And I remember, my friend at the time thought I was just mucking about and joined in with my idea. I would run around really fast, using up all my energy in hope that my 'animal' instincts would kick in and I begun to chase birds in hope that I would catch them and eat them. I'd even feel like I'd go 'animalistic' on full moon nights or I feared I was going to transform into a wolf and kill everybody. I even had full plans on what to do if I turned into a werewolf. I thought: my transformation will probably tear my clothes a part, so once the night is over, I'll go into the woods and wait till night again then go to someones backyard and take some clothes from their clothes line, then I'll head to the nearest police station or shop and claim that I'm lost and don't know how to get back home.

I soon later came to the realisation that it was just stupid and I was an idiot to believe such things.

To this day my 'delusions' are mainly paranoid, revolved around the fact that I people are 'out to get me' or want to exploit me or can read my thoughts or know everything about me without even talking to me.

I suddenly remembered the first paranoid experience was when I was about 4 or 5 and I would hear people outside my window discussing ways to kidnap me almost every single night, saying things like "she's in there, I think she's sleeping" and whenever I called for my dad and told him, he just told me it was probably just the wind and that there was no one out there (he even checked for me).

I'm seeing my psychiatrist for the second time next week, she said we'd discuss my paranoia which I mentioned in our first session which we didn't go in depth on. I just needed to get this off my chest. I'm only beginning to remember these things and wondering whether if it's an issue or not.