Paranoia

Over the past couple weeks, my paranoia became a big part of my life again. Two weeks ago, my former best friend and I rekindled our dying friendship. We’re now good friends again. And that’s where Sir Paranoia comes into full-blown, bloody action. Every time I talk to this friend, my mind plays tricks on

Paranoia, and the art of caring too much

I’m not sure if paranoia is a side effect of social anxiety, or it’s just another thing I deal with on a regular basis. The crushing paranoia that this person hates me, that that person talked about me behind my back, that every time I walk past a group of friends laughing, it’s directed at