I think that you’re rightly concerned. You've actually, kind of, diagnosed yourself, and that’s a very good thing! When I suspect my thoughts, I feel that I need to fact-check what’s going on in my head and I’m generally aware that I might be — might be — under the spell of my mental disorders.

But I have hallucinations at the same time. It’s a positive sign that you don’t.

Most of us here have one or more mental illnesses, crazy enough to admit that we’re incapable of determining your mental state, incapable of being your fact-checkers. Seeing a psychologist is a great idea — s/he is trained to discern whether or not you've any kind of mental issues.

I’m ex-Catholic and I understand the cannibalism issues. It’s so easy to take what we read, what we’re taught, and transfer those beliefs to other parts of our lives. I can’t psychoanalyse, of course! Only share my experiences in an (often failed) effort to offer you my support.

I think that it’s human to want to help those in need. I have films in my thoughts, too. They’re often so vivid and realistic — and can be terrifying or comforting — that I either hope that they’ll just go away or, conversely, want them to stay and soothe me. I talk to my dad, dead now for thirty-three years, frequently. I see him sitting on the edge of my bed or standing over me; I don’t think of him as a delusion, really, but I have a niggling thought, in the back of my mind, that he may not be really real.

I’m not sure who you might mean when you write (and you write very well!) of the Baptist? Your priest? Demonic thoughts can be awful, I know, and I’m glad that those thoughts have subsided for the present time. That’s a very positive sign.

Many of us have felt, or continue to feel, detached and disconnected. I removed myself from contact with others for years because I felt that I had no place in society — I felt evil and trapped. I’ll tell you — I only started going outside to be with others a couple of weeks ago. I don’t know how I did it... but I found my voice again and have been delighted (happy, even!) to listen to and talk to my neighbors. Most of whom I’m meeting for the first time, so we’ve a lot to mull over.

Absolutely tell the psychologist what you feel! Everything. I see that you’re mood is ‘ashamed.’ No need to be ashamed around here, not at all.

I’m going to look for your other thread. I know that my writing style can often be confusing — I hope that you’ll read this as a conversation and not an all-over-the-map rant.

Oh. Welcome.