Today I convinced my mother to come with me so when I submit myself into a mental hospital she takes care of things. I'm tired of it following me, I think I am going crazy just a little too much. They cleared me and said I just have stress and anxiety from working too hard and so "it's making me see things", and as for the hearing of footsteps. it's just people passing by or my own. it pisses me off that nobody believe me (not that anyone sane or with sense would probably) or that they won't think I am not a little off edge. I feel murder a pig like oh