I would post this in "my story section" but it was requested _I think_ to start my own thread.
I believe I developed supernatural abilities during meditation after I entered jhana in concentration meditation. They were however not revealed to me untill after I was told I was prodrome psychotic. I do not respect or share the religious views of psychiatry, however I do acknowledge that what they call symptoms do exist in some people, and if the person wants to take these toxic drugs so be it.
I am pretty sure my so called friends found out about these aspects of my life and subjected me to redicule for my personality. Other who were aware of my abilities are a Shamanic healer and a reiki healer. All I knew is that I had attained the "divine eye" which made me see a Deva (Buddhist angel). But one day I went to the hypnotherapist reiki healer and she brought in a Native American elder and he said I see you have a special connection to the Great Creator and have a friend there, and that you wrote him a poem. (I had wrote the being I saw a poem at my home) So I guess my parents found out about it and may have been in contact with them. He then told me to look at my left hand, and it was glowing yellow. Then I went to see the Shaman Reiki healer they also sent me to and he said society was going to $#%^ on me for not psychically healing people.
My parents likely found my diaries about a year ago and as a result sent me to a mental instition where I was told I was schitzophrenic. My rights were taken away from me and I was forced to take medication, I told my rights advisor that I was informed this is illegal and he said there are exceptions.
So bassically I believe I devoloped these abilities. But I also believe I was experiencing drug induced delusions. A High Tibetan Rinpoche Lama was staying in our home and told me he thinks I was a Buddhist monk in my previous life. I became a little obsessed with this and started believing I was the reincarnation of Joseph Smith the so called prophet and founder of Mormonism in my past life and even got baptized Mormon. This was a terrible mistake I have to live with. I also half- believed I had cameras in my home, that my thoughts were being broadcasted and was having minor hallucinations ever since I took 5 grams of psycilociben.
One day my father came up to me and said "follow me downstairs I am going to pick a fight with you". I followed him downstairs and asked him questions about what he was talking about but he ignored me and then he started yelling, grabbed my neck and threw me against the wall with his hands clasped around my neck. I took a swing at his face to break free. Then he called the police and two policeman showed up. We were taken to seperate rooms to tell our side of the story. My father then lied to the policeman, telling them I randomly attacked him. Then they didnt know what to believe so told us if someone calls us again someone would be placed in jail. My father then threw me out of the house into homelessness where I snuck into my friends apartment and spent the night. The police then showed up at antoher place I went and took me to a mental hospital. My mother talked about disowning me. I don't know why.
I may be confused, but my parents have done evil things against me for sure. I also view psychiatry as evil, and feel if I tell anyone about my suicidal thoughts, I will be brought to a hospital. This is because I even asked for a private psychologist and he did not keep it confidential, but told my psychotic counsellor. So psychiatry is effectively making me afraid of talking to anyone about my suicidal thoughts.
I do not hold any delusions anymore and I think they were only half beliefs and were temporary, becuase I have a mind that can reason.
I feel my life has been destroyed by people I have been taught to love, been expoited and taken advatage of. I have been living in a dark time and do not believe anyone has any humanity. I believe the people who were my friends and family deserve pain and I deserve compensation.
Dark times