The "voices" that I hear are not consistent. They have ranged from accusing men screaming into my ear like a sergeant major, to radio DJs giving me cryptic messages, to women gossiping about my every action, orchestras playing beautiful music that no-one else can hear, feint indistinct muttering, loud repetitive pop songs drowning out the voices of real people around me, and a sense of agonised screaming embedded deep in my head. The most persuasive have been silent voices, where I am aware of beings trying to lead me to do something, but their words are not audible - I just know what they are saying.

So what do I think of them? I don't know. I'm confused by it all, I guess. I can't tell other people about it. It only alienates the few people who have dared to ask me, and who knows what those who don't want to know will do if I try to explain it.
It is painful, and makes me very lonely. It is a world that separates me from other people.