Telling the doctors and nurses about them was not a good idea, it made them angry.
Now they are punishing me, giving me ear infection and colds, fatigue, low energy, sadness, no appetite.
I tried to meet my spiritual guide via meditation last night and they refused to speak to me, they made me very restless and agitated, gave me horrible nightmares.
Nothing I do is right, good enough or pleases them. I don’t know what to do.
That’s just how the world is. Negligent if not abusive.
The voices… Or at least mine, seem to be born in part of feeling that way about all of it.
The world is so careless they literally don’t even want you to care.
Ba I’m spouting my own insanities.
What I mean is to suggest that your voices are actually masking a disatisfaction with your real life. However guilt has you taking it out on yourself instead.
Just know that voices or illusioneers behind them, or however you figure it, aren’t tied the physical world in anyway aside from your internal psychosis.
Practice throwing hadoken at the imaginary demons. Yeah I know what you mean, how long will it take until we crack as insane people. That’s partly why we get drugged.
The only real way to designate what makes a sz chosen is too look at what we all have in common. You look at the group of folks on here though and nothing holds up.
We don’t deserve this. That’s where acceptance that it’s just and illness and it’s totally unfair is supposed to set in. Except that’s tough, because we still have the illness
People suck. I don’t know what to do about it, but in my schizophrenic contemplations I really do think it’s their fault and not mine. They’d be aware of it too and just let themselves be wrong. A lot of real life stuff indicates that’s how people are. Short on seeing their short comings and the negatives of their ends… Instead of insecure and guilty with an inclination to monitor everything in hopes that it might fall in line some day
My illness is not psychosis or schizophrenia. Even pdoc said that. My illness is the punishments from these unknown entities breathing bull*** into my mind, sending me broken frequency electromagnetic waves, twisting my reality into a thriller. I wouldn’t be surprised if they have drugged me themselves, all the time I am so tired and dizzy, shaking and weak, confused and irritable.
I mean I’m no doctor, but your entertaining some delusional thinking. I’ve been stuck in that crap for years.
There are no conceivable mechanisms that could read a human mind with any accuracy. If you want the run down it basically starts and ends with the plights of the targeted individuals. I’ll tell you though, those groups just reinforce the wrong approach to living with this crap.
Voice to skull transmission developed during ww2 using microwave radiation… I mean it sounds like an episode of the xfiles and is in part true…
Think about the neural feedback. The voices hear, interpret, and respond to your thinking.
Take medication regulary. it actually works very good. the same effectiveness as penicillin cures infections which is 70% success rate
tell them i dont take medication to kill you but rather to calm you down
be wise to avoid problems with them
for further boost in success rate of drugs
do exercise and break sweat and forget all about them
for me they prevent me from exercising
pray to god to save yourself from them regulary
it is actually secret in why developing countries recover more easily than developed countries
they believe in they can recover they do pray regularly they do recover
when relapse they discipline more and more in praying till they do recover
just believe in the omnipotent omnipresent the god and he will save you undoubtedly
I had that for a while too. I thought I was talking to God and at first the voice was always so kind and warm and helpful, I loved it and was devoted to it. But then it started getting more and more morally demanding, to the point where any small deviation from perfection, even things like cursing or simply viewing violent movie scenes, etc got it to “punish” me with bad luck or ignore me.
In reality it was my own desire to be morally righteous manifesting through my psychosis. Things got a lot better when I realized that voice was just psychosis and not actually God and I stopped paying it any mind. I told myself even if it was God, that was not a God I wanted to follow.