When I was a teenager, I heard voices, and I also thought people were in the walls of my house watching me.

I was rarely allowed to leave the house or go far from my yard. I spend almost every day of my young life there. It was a very large house, and I had 2 siblings that I spent my time with, but I think eventually I lost my mind.

I was always very quiet and read books a lot. I tried to be polite but always came across as awkward and strange to people. Perhaps, even, inappropriate.

I would live in constant fear of the nurses that I was convinced lived in the walls of my house. My father was a doctor and he held student classes in our basement. So nurses and interns were coming in and out all the time during certain weeks.

I was convinced they were keeping tabs on everything I did and I became increasingly paranoid.

I never told anyone about this except my brother. :\

And I've never been diagnosed with anything but Neurosis, by my father.

The voices I heard were very degrading, and made me feel worthless.

I was a very neurotic child...