I mean…on earth. Out of all six or so billion of us. I have no idea what’s going on here. I put this in unusual beliefs (isn’t reality often stranger than fiction? As in reality=unusual)
I’m now 33…looking back over my life. Once thought I had a normal happy childhood…then came the “delusional” “false” memories of this, that and whatnot. Trauma…conspiracy…general unhappiness. Then came the diagnosis…hadn’t worked in 2 years…diagnosis=disability check (that’s what it was) Fell off the face of the planet and fell out with friends (work or basically die for all I care mentality)
Then came the photographs…that’s me…but no memory of being that person…sheer horror. Mother…gave me photographs…father…took them. Gone. Imagine yourself seeing yourself over weight and barely looking like you…sitting holding a baby…or with badly self cut hair holding your arm around your own brother…no memory of being this person. Pictures…disappear.
Telepathy…occasional thing…mostly delusions and emotional pain and identity issues…diagnosis…schioaffective disorder. But…telepathy…occasionally I’d as if “hear” seemingly the thoughts of others. But looking back…it would for long periods of time go away…but looking back…it was there. With clarity…looking back…it was there…but then I’d forget and it would be gone.
But…they’ve now in recent years tortured me with what I (and the sick and sadistic “voice” in my head) apparently refer to as “the voice”
Nobody cares…I’m locked in hell…nobody cares…the people who do this to me…I love…LOVE. It’s not real…in your mind…but they act in ways that tell me it’s real. Went too far for me to go back. TORTURE. The voice I hear is racist, sick, sexual, confusing, contradicting to the point of endless tears…everytime I see someone with dark skin…it’s the N-word…it says things of a sexual nature when I’m around kids…and these people…they respond back. It’s ME they say…can’t be anything else.
I’m in hell…I’m well meaning…not perfect…senile at an early age.
The “voice” is my father…I know it is…and he is a well positioned and respected member of his community…the opposite of “the voice”
And…well…everybody seems to (I know they do but can’t sanely deal with it) HEAR whats being not of my control said in my OWN HEAD. They call me the worst of things…which I am not. Then some say I’m being lied to (which I am…openly so) Some…have been open in talking about it.
Basically…What the HELL is going on? I don’t care what you do to me…I’d lay my life down before what seems to me this great miserable monstrosity of seeming injustice (just not by my own hand which IT demands of me)
Anyone…Anyone on this entire planet…what the heck is this?
There…unusual belief of mine. I’m crazy…now what? (I’m a decent human being damnit)