I was 15. My mom still describes to me delusions that I either can't remember or can't believe I had. I thought that animals lives were more important than humans and that they should be worshiped. I had a panthiestic world view that was epitomized in me talking to trees, drowning myself in the lives of those trees (I was consumed by nature) and believing that I should worship them. I would often see myself from outside of my body. It was completely bizarre and lasted for quite a time (I don't remember exactly and it was probably longer than let on).