I didn’t tell him directly about the “others” but about some of the stuff they were doing. He is very concerned as to what’s happening while I’m sleeping. Poetry writing and buying on Amazon. The voices screamed at me while I talked with him because they were so angry I was telling him this stuff. I told my pdoc he’s stronger than the voices. I told him about the paranoia about the government.
He says I have resistant sza and we need to try sort of the last resort drug. Clozapine. I told him I’d really do anything to get better. So off to the hospital I go.