I used to sit and argue with them for hours. I don't have them much anymore. I think they were demons or something. The main one was a girl and by her voice she seemed demonic, it would get really sweet and if I said something smart or talked back her voice would just deteriorate to this scratchy distorted mess. She would tell me things to get me paranoid or enraged and always things to tear me down. She seemed so desperate to have me end myself, she would badger me and badger me.
I actually miss her which is sick. I guess I'm a masochist.