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May 07, 2017, 06:14 PM
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Member Since: Apr 2017
Location: AmErica
Posts: 83
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One man's isolation = batsh*t
is another's solitude = stability.
My delusions (though NEVER life-threatening to anyone) were unbearable at first psychotic breakdown. Those I "suffer" with now are ever-present, and give me HOPE. Though I have insight that the rest of the world believe they're delusions, I do not.
My hallucinations are daily, as well, but tolerable (mostly audio). The most insufferable are those of constant, mainly-berating chatter--critique of everything I do, say or think. Separate from that are my more distinctive "voices"--those that I audibly hear...maybe a dozen or more a day that I call my TEAM. Those still have a "magical" feel to me--often leaving me amused and confused. The most recent gem: "When you sing to a dog, you sing to us all." (I have no dog, nor do I sing.)
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