Whenever I’m in a busy confined public space like a table at a restaurant I hear “she’s so stupid” in a whisper, coming from the table next to me. This voice or “their whispers” has stayed with me for the past year hasn’t gotten any better. This is accompanied by feelings of paranoia.
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I’ve never heard voices but before I was hospitalised I’d overhear other’s conversations and thought they were talking about me.
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Same here. It is plausible that people would talk about me. You never know.
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I used to hear people laughing at me in public a lot. I couldn’t take it. I hate the idea that people consider me ridiculous.