During my hallucinations, the voices I heard were meaningless and disconnected from reality, but it is clear that if you hear some music from a neighbor, you may be confused.
Could you try wireless headphones? Wireless so you can wear them all the time without cords getting in your way. Might drown out the neighbors. You could listen to podcasts or music, or just keep them in. I hate apartment living too. Now I live in a house and it’s better.
I keep plugging my ears to see if it’s voices or the neighbors, I just moved here a couple of months ago gosh I don’t want to relapse here of all places
if you manage to stay out of your house, it will do you good, you could go for a walk in nature which is a more peaceful place, I do that and it helps me a little
I find it so hard living in an apt too. All i hear is the noise of the building. People, walking. Dishes being done, water running. Doors. Its driving me batty. The old ■■■■ buildings are like this. I dont think new built ones are. But i need to live in a house by myself. Could never work as hard as i needed to, to get my own house because of this illness though.
I, actually find apartment living extremely easy, especially if you live alone and not in a group home, I love my apartment because nobody is bothering me
Honestly, what helped me most with living in an apartment was getting my dog. She’s an “emotional support animal” prescribed by my pdoc, so she’s allowed here even tho this complex doesn’t allow pets. The way she helps me is that I used to constantly hallucinate people talking thru my door and knocking or scratching at it…well, when it’s real people she barks to let me know they’re there whereas she is quiet if it’s a hallucination. So when she’s quiet I know it’s all in my head. She has also helped me socialize more by going to the dog park and stores where people ask to pet her or other questions. I also used to hallucinate “spiders” crawling in the apartment above my bedroom, but since they don’t bother Shadow I’m able to shut them out.
oh man, I was tripping hard in an apt. of my gf once because I imagined all these things going on and I was delusional…sorry the walls are thin…that must be tough.
Well, at least I’m not the only one. My tormenter moved out last week. No one is above me, the lady next door doesn’t bother me and the woman kitty corner only bugs me about three times a day and only when I get mad at something outside.