I need some help with any kind of feedback, anything that anyone can provide. I tried my go at my own story, and I'm feeling very unmotivated and I can't put my ideas on any kind of paper. my general idea was that demons, crypts, skin walkers etc were the cause of peoples mental illnesses, in an attempt to kill them or like create their "ideal" meat suit to fit into humanity. here's my story, I've never been the best at writing so I apologize.

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I was first 17 when I was diagnosed with depression, months after, despite the protests of my parents, I was diagnosed with anxiety. I would never take the recommended dose of the medication, instead turning to damn near overdosing, taking too much than I should, always popping pills, not even real ones, just a facade that I was some kind of druggie, living each day high. But, again, I wasn’t. The pills actually never GOT me high, I just felt extreme amount of anxiety, puking every two hours, trying to live that life, the druggie life, glorified on social medias like tik Tok, instagram, and Snapchat. I had always been into the crypts, stories about wendigos, skin walkers, or whatever other creepy folktale out there. About a year later, I was officially diagnosed with schizophrenia. Your typical basket case, up the walls insane psycho, hearing voices, seeing shadow creatures, nut, what no one else seemed to have, was a deep seated fear of…. Something. I couldn’t quite pinpoint when I started seeing it, it just kind of started to slowly appear, not a discernible point where it stopped or started. The best way I can describe IT, is well, a monster. A demon. A skin walker. Whatever you want to call it. Maybe, it isn’t even any of the above, just a monster, always hidden in the shadows, preying on the mentally ill, people with severe trauma, or batshit insane psychopaths. It started slowly talking to me, whispering in my head, giving me nightmares of an angry, ancient power, fay beyond my comphrension or understanding.