my pdoc has me on haldol. the voices went right away. it is so nice and quiet in there now. its funny, well not really, but i never acknowledged, noticed, whatever, the voices all those years i was dealing with my illness. then one day i finally sat down and wrote out "what goes on in my head" so i could try to make sense how maddening things were in there for me. thats when i finally realized i was being held captive so to speak by these voices and that they were making the cycles worse for me. they were always there to put me down, trash me. tell me how much i deserved to suffer and die. "die b*%$h die". i showed it to my T and he said it was co-consciousness, my pdoc questioned DID. neither explored it any further as it wasnt there when i was stable and went away with haldol.