London is where I’m from. I’m in a strange proximity.
Thought broadcasting should not exist.
And my daughter’s should be wise enough not to put voices into my head.
I can’t cope where I am.
Need London.
Need another AP in the next hospital.
Too many viruses here which I’ve built immunity to.
Time is acting strange and non linearly. Or was. I only move in straight lines.
The Paliperidone works. I’m not ready to try Lurazidone just yet.
You suffer pretty much…
Your daughter hasn’t done anything to you. Nobody can put voices in your head. It’s your brain that’s misfiring.
Lurazidone is awful and made me feel real funny.
In what way? I think that med is for 2028. Idk why. I just believe 3 years from now.
Feeling better today. Sleep always helps.
Hospital gives me sensory overload sometimes. All the details.
And too many damn people.
All carrying viruses and looking at me for no reason.
They ought to mind their damn business, I’m an average man.
Get well soon mate your not well
I got intense sensations that overwhelmed me. Had to come off it.
Thanks pal. I’m back to switching voices on and off at will. I only speak to them when I need to.
It’s just mental illness. I have voices as well. I can live life with them and still enjoy it.
Yes, I agree.
There is an ocean of happiness beyond the sands of mental health issues.
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