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I grew up in a liberal household and had a wonderful mother, my father was an alcoholic, I grew up believing there was a secret in the house that I could never tell, my father always made us not call the police even though they would end up there. I called 911 and left it off the hook so that they can hear what was going on. I was young, but my psychotic delusions took a paranoid route every time because of the PTSD and schizophrenia symptoms. I have been called crazy and my extended family laughs at me, but i dont think they "get it".
Who says what reality is? They are so sure the way they view the world is the correct view... I have jumped in and out of different realities by changing my beliefs... ( It is neurolinguisitic programming)... They call me confused, but there is a science to the way I view the world. And yet, With the voices I have heard... like standing in grand central station with your eyes closed... The people that would talk to me and tell me that I should do bad things... all the times I could smell my mothers scent even though she had passed away... Why are these things that happen to me "not real" as my psychiatrist says? Who is she to say that my experiences were not real? Who is she to say the lady who stood by my bed every-night before I fell asleep as a child, why was she not real? I am turning 31 in 2 weeks and I am half way to attaining a masters degree in Social work, I real a lot of books and I am very smart ( even tho i cannot type worth crap ). But, the truth seems to escape me... There has to be a certain level of truth, don't you think? |
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I used to think it was powers that made me see things other people couldn't. Like ghosts. I thought I was able to see the Ancestors. And hear voices. I thought I could just think faster than everyone else,then found out its called" racing thoughts" and the rest are because of my illness. Now I understand I have this illness and there is a lack of chemicals in my brain which medication has helped. I didn't live in the real world and have a photo of me in another realm. My eyes are vacant and I'm not present. That's how I know that was not reality.
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Many people with mental illness (invisible illness often times) are still intelligent. I know I have a problem with perception and reality. I don't know what is real, I don't know if I am, or who I am, or why I'm here. Stuff like that. I hope this isn't another disorder for me. We'll see what my eval says.
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I think there is indeed such a thing as reality - but it's not fixed and it's not universal.
I think each distinct point in the universe exists in its own separate reality which it creates according to its needs in relation to other distinct points. I think under certain circumstances reality can be changed - even the past - hence the confusion. For me, reality changes from one day to the next. Details of my life, scheduled events, possessions, stuff like that. I've no idea who I really am, because that changes too.
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you can find it with the right medication...... I have experienced auditory hallucinations, but normally when I don't sleep..... best of luck to you.
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