What does it feel like to hear voices? I will tell you. It feels like my brain is on fire being tortured and melting and spilling out like water thru my ears. Like my brain is open for all to see. Like being a puppet or a robot being taken over by an alien invasion. That’s when the voices are bad. When they’re whispers it feels like a dialogue in my head like a fly buzzing around me that I must slap away an itch in my brain a fizz.
How does it feel like for you?
Feels like demonic possession they speak from the inside and even speak through me alot of pain and pressure moving around in my head and body feal like I am going to have a heart attack.
Before I was diagnosed I was dangerous. I acted on everything they were telling me as I didn’t know what was happening and disappeared into a nearby city until the police where called by a member of the public and I was sent to hospital.
Now the medicine makes them much less, but I still get the continuous whispering of abuse and put downs when I spend time alone and get visionary hallucinations and other ■■■■■■■■. I don’t want to admit I still get symptoms to any doctor as I do not want to be put on Clozapine as I came very close a while back.
For me it feels like my head is a radio station that picks up on things other people don’t pick up on. At worst I can’t change the station and it gets stuck on something awful. It feels like never being alone in my own head, which is sometimes good and sometimes bad.
i feels like they are using me a conduit. like they were always there just using me to talk for them to tell people why they don’t like me or others
When I “hear” voices, it just sounds like a bunch of incoherent mumbling. So, it usually doesn’t affect me one way or the other. I’m a musician and a composer, so, a lot of times, I hear hallucinatory music, but, unfortunately, it’s usually not very pleasant music that I hear. My hallucinatory material isn’t pleasant anyway. But, my musical dreams are pleasant and fortunately I can remember them a lot of times. That is God given.
I was once trying to describe to a pdoc what the voices were like and he said that those were just thoughts to which I countered that those thoughts aren’t mine no matter what they may be. But when it happens I feel like my brain is one of those lottery ball machines sometimes a thought is a winner but usually not.
I remember being fascinated at first until I realized that the voices didn’t like me. Then it became terrifying as I felt I was being constantly spied on and everybody could hear my thoughts. For years I’d start to celebrate when I didn’t hear them for a while and then sink into deep depression when they came back. The constant attacks of the voices wore me down and no amount of counterattack through curses or insults would phase them. In fact they seemed impervious to all my efforts to fight back. I started begging them to leave and they made me do stupid things with a fake promise to do so. Later they would say they couldn’t shut up when I told them too. They manipulated my thoughts and always brought me down no matter what I achieved. But when they left for a few months I never felt more alone in my life. When the voices came back I became suicidal. When the doctors told me they would never completely go away I decided that I had to live with them. I get along better with them now.
Alien invasion of your brain is a good analogy.
Merciless accusers is also apt. Sensations of fizzing, itching and electrical discharges, a cacophonous sound of LPs being played backwards at different speeds which accompany the voices.
my voices only happened in psychotic episodes.
It feels like someone planted a radio directly into my head. Constant music and this incoherent guy who sounds literally like he’s a radio announcer. Occasionally other voices, almost like I’m listening to the radio with someone else. I’ve found myself singing along to the music, sometimes.
hi,
for me when its good they make me feel a lot of love and hope - they say things like ‘this is great’ and many other positive things about whatever i am doing…
when its bad - it makes me terrified - they say constant threats and insults about me…
it is also bad when they get real quiet they make me feel terribly lonely and then i miss them…
a bit of a roller coaster ride really…
My voices try to scare me. When they succeed I feel terrified. When they don’t I feel strong, like a god.