M35 w BPD or possibly paranoid schizophrenia.
I'm starting to realize that I've been hallucinating hostile rude people for like 15 years or more and I feel so relieved and confused and frankly terrified. I only learned it was happening at all recently and I probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference between hallucination and reality if it happened again- at least not until after the fact. There are so many awful memories bubbling to the surface- memories of confrontations with disgusting people and arguments that left me totally drained and depressed. Also of people and friends asking me "who are you talking to?" or "have you ever hallucinated before" or "are you on drugs", and I'd have no idea why they were asking me and I'd get extremely angry. Friends have tried to tell me I was hallucinating and I'd blow up at them and assume they were part of this gang stalking delusion I had. 
The real problem is that I always forget all about these episodes for years or now months after they happen and then I have to pick apart what was real and what wasn't and try to apologize to people. It's exhausting. BUT the reason I say I'm relieved is that my repressed memories have finally caught up with the most recent event. It's like my mental illness has reached its "singularity". I can recognize it, remember it, treat it and manage it and choose how I feel about it. Most importantly I can see that the world isn't as hard as I thought it was. Anyhoo before I spiral into manic ranting- post over.