Last night my voices were telling me that they were going to cut off my son’s toes, while I was trying to go to sleep. I haven’t had a violent or threatening auditory in a long time. It was little scary because any time that something like this happens, I am left to wonder if I’m going to go back into a full on psychosis. I don’t feel like that’s what’s happening, but I did have to talk myself out of believing the auditory this morning because a small part of me believed it.
The weirdest thing was during the auditory, I had a legitimate memory that was creepy as all get out. It’s going to stick with me for the day without a doubt.