I got better as soon as I got home away from the hospital. Not 100% for at least a month. Even on meds it was so bad for so long. My family has always been my safe people, but my husband and mother both ended up with those weird smirky evil expressions for awhile. That was really weird. That is actually what helped me stay a bit grounded and feel I was not right. I still didn't want to look at them too much. My sons stayed safe and I never felt they were in on it. I felt scared for them and thought the evil was going to hurt them to get to me.

Since you relate to what I said I will tell you another part that happened with my paranoia. When I first started reading BP forums, I thought they were there to make fun of me and how I behave and think sometimes. I thought people who knew me joined an organization to set up these forums to make fun of me. The truth was, I was just relating to so much and my mind had a hard time processing how many other people suffer with the same stuff. At least we have each other right? (((Hugs)))