For nearly two years now, I have been going through quite an episode of OCD, anxiety, and hypochondria; and it's getting to a point where I'm concerned that something is serious is wrong with me.
This current phase of my life has its roots in my early teen years. My mom decided to start homeschooling me and my sister when we were in seventh grade and tenth grade, respectively. Over the next four years, I developed pretty bad social awkwardness and a disinterest in school. Since I was home all the time, I had unlimited access to the Internet, video games, and other things I liked more than schoolwork.
Then 2013 arrives. For the first few months of the year, two things began to happen: my mom got a job for the first time in me and my sister's lifetime, and I started to have intrusive thoughts about swear words (which actually started in December the year before). Once my mom got her job, I sat home alone for most of the time and did nothing. I didn't want to apply myself in homework and I was very preoccupied with my intrusive thoughts.
Once the summer hit, I started my first job, my intrusive thoughts got worse (and I eventually ended up SAYING my thoughts as a compulsion), and my view on life began to change because of all of this. When the fall arrived, I let my mom now about what had been going on (I was too ashamed to tell anyone

This mindset continued (and got a little better) until the end of this past March. What happened at the end of March was the single event that triggered my hypochondria that has continued to this day. I was home alone one day, I got out of the shower and went to my room and closed the door. When I closed the door, however, I imagined that there was a black monster with tentacles in my living room. I initially freaked out because of the thought and from the fact that I closed myself into one room in my house when no one was home (if that makes sense), but after a few seconds, I walked out of my room to prove to myself that there was nothing there.
As I stated earlier, this was the single moment that sent me into a huge bout of fear that I was going crazy (I will also add that my aunt developed schizophrenia/schizoaffective disorder the year before, and this also affected my a little bit). Ever since that moment, however, I've been obsessively looking up the symptoms of schizophrenia, particularly the prodromal period, and the things that I've read about it have made me incredibly concerned about my mental health.
I've been afraid of the prodromal period of schizophrenia because I match quite are large portion of the symptoms. There are a lot of other symptoms that I don't match, such as attenuated psychotic symptoms, but others such as irritability, anxiety, and disinterest in things I match quite accurately.
Some of my thoughts include stuff that schizophrenics mainly think, such as being watched, poisoned, and followed, and things not being real. But, I don't know if this was caused by me googling so much or what. My pica disorder experience is interesting too. I ate sand out of the sandbox when I was four and I ate notebook paper when I was 11 until just a few months ago. I think I did both of those because I liked the sensation in my mouth.
One of my compulsions to "prove" that I don't have schizophrenia is looking at the hollow mask illusion. But I've looked at it so many times that I can kind of tell that the mask is hollow when looking at the edges of the mask. I also think quite a bit about my risk factors for schizophrenia to "make sure" that I am or am not going to get it. My risk factors are having OCD for as long as I can remember, a mildly fantasy prone personality, pica disorder, one relative with psychosis, multiple changes in handwriting slant, acting out one-person conversations and fantasy scenarios (I've always done these though), I sometimes say things multiple times under my breath (I'm a combination between Jimmy Two-Times from Goodfellas and Brick from The Middle), being smart as a young child, eccentric clothing (I like to wear shirts with interesting things written on them and a high-visibility sweatshirt).
I will also add that I've let my sister (she has a bachelor's degree in psychology, is working at a psych clinic, and is starting her graduate studies soon) and my personal care physician know about my concerns, and they both said that I'm not schizophrenic.

I just don't know what's going on right now. I'm afraid that I'm prodromal because of what I've been going through: thoughts of a schizophrenic nature, poor mood, my risk factors, my age (18), and a very small family history of mental illness. Can you tell I've googled too much?

I'm not looking for a diagnosis because that isn't possible over the internet and it's against the rules, nor am I trying to dispute a diagnosis because I've never been officially diagnosed, but I am looking for other people's thoughts on all of this. And I want this to be my only post on here because I don't want to be that person that always complains on the forum about my issues. One last thing, here's some of my information: I'm 18, never done drugs and don't plan on doing so, never hallucinated, have ADD or something similar, and my risk factors listed above.
I will appreciate any and all answers and will provide details upon request. Thanks for your contribution!
