But, I was miserable when I was psychotic. I couldn’t talk about or think about or write about anything else but the psychosis I was experiencing. It was abject misery. And that’s not even considering the suicidal depression that I had too.
I find it amazing that so many of you still hear voices and live with delusions and can prevent yourselves from talking about them in detail on this site. I honestly don’t know if I would have been able to do that. You are all amazing.
I’m not amazing. I just know talking about my unusual beliefs will get me nowhere. No one believes me. I don’t even think my pdoc believes that i really believe im being followed etc. I continue to report it to her but it doesn’t matter. No drug changes help me. Nothing helps me. I don’t know what to do anymore. If my pdoc thinks I’m faking i’m in real trouble. I think she turned against me. I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to be followed etc anymore but im powerless to fix it.
I learned awhile ago that talking about my voices just makes people uncomfortable so I keep it to myself. I don’t really have symptoms other than that so that leaves… well, nothing to talk about really, except day to day things.
Yeah, schizophrenia was my whole life. It was always there and I couldn’t ignore it. When I was psychotic and more delusional it’s all I thought about. Now, I can ponder life a little and look back on pleasant memories. Thinking about anything other then schizophrenia is a luxury I enjoy.