I doubt you are going schizophrenic. It just sounds like you had a bad trip, and it's normal to not feel right for a few days after a bad experience. Also, your house unfortunately sounds like a shitty setting. If there's supposedly some kinda scary ghost in your house, I personally wouldn't want to trip there. I mean, tripping in a haunted house....... doesn't sound like my idea of a good trip.
I live in a pretty haunted house and I have to say it is mildly problematic for tripping. It doesn't really affect you at lower doses, but when you start getting to the higher doses some weird shit starts coming through. One time while I was candy flipping, I was getting these horrible vibes from my house. I had a 5 hour long panic attack and I couldn't calm myself down until i took a bunch of kratom. It felt like I was on fire but without the pain. Kind of a very intense prickly heat sensation but without the itching. I was having synesthesia with this almost dull white color (it wasn't in the ordinary spectrum but this is the best description i can give) with little flecks of rainbow skewn throughout it, which was somehow correlating to the burning feeling. This next example could be just a hallucination, but I've never had something like this happen to me before on a trip so I thought I would include it. Another time on an unknown phenethylamine I was lying there in the dark having a good trip but then I started hearing some crazy female voice screaming at me in a reversed audio demonic language or something. All that I said was "I love you" to the voice and it calmed down, eventually fading out of my head.
Some brief examples of things that will happen. Things will randomly go missing. You look for them everywhere, and then you check the first place you originally thought you left it, and it's sitting right there. Once I had a valium sitting on my table and I had 3 people looking for it. All 3 of them witnessed it disappear and then 30 minutes later be in the place it disappeared from. None of them take valium and they're all very good friends who would never lie to me. Another time, my phone went missing so I called it, and it was on a windowsill behind a curtain which I hadn't even been to that day.
When I was really young, maybe 5 or 6, I told my mom that I had been playing with "the little girl downstairs". when she came and checked, there was no little girl, but I was distressed and claimed that my mom had scared her off. The weird thing is, this happened several years before I was even alive, to my mom's friend's little girl. I've woken up to find pitch black silhouettes staring at me, constantly hear footsteps and the faint noise of a rubber ball slowly tapping the floor faster and faster as it bounces, one time my aunt was sleeping in the attic and saw footprints on her bedsheets as if a girl was walking closer and closer to her, and then suddenly she heard a little girl's laughter and the footprints went away. Another time a carpenter working on the roof even claimed that a ghost tried to shove him off the roof unless he gave her something, to this day there's a glass rose in my attic. There are plenty more stories but this post is already way too long.