Want to see what links us and what doesn’t
I will take a bit to think x im about to run out of the door x no hurry to mention 10 in one go x
Want to see what links us and what doesn’t
I will take a bit to think x im about to run out of the door x no hurry to mention 10 in one go x
just one of them was
thinking I heard a name of the DJ on the air
and going local and finding the guy, and sending him letters
and pictures, it was the wrong guy. Long story, I was followed too.
then the show went off the air locally when I started doing that.
I was convinced I was right. His wife was terrified of me, and they moved.
I followed a staff member who was a friend through a mutual friend to meditation classes i knew he attended
He also had my privelidges of leave changed for stalking him
Another similar one was my ex who dumped me
I thought that hax been a game
Poems sculptures and art made their eay to his
When out i beat down his door etc
These dellusions happened just before my hospitalization:
Who’s my father? - I really thought was not my father. During those times, I thought my father was a weak man controlled by his wife (my mother). Now I see he’s a very strong man with his own flaws.
It’s a plot! - I thought a group of actors and actresses wanted to kill me. I got very worried when I went to college and thought everyone wad against me. But one side of me knew it was not true, so I was able to go home and get calm.
I can read your mind - I really had the idea that I could read other people’s mind. I still think about those anomalous phenomena.
She loves me so much - I thought a girl from another state loved me and wanted to see me. I even travelled to her city in order to see her. I just came back home and never saw her again.
I just can remember these four for now.
Always different in surprising and funny and unique ways!
My sister who was schizophrenic thought mum was not her mum
She belueved she had been planted with us as an alien egg in these two species who were at war
I always ALWAYS think people can read my mind but never works the other way
They tell me things aboit me - usually to always paranoid
I think their minds i can hear only what they direct at me i mean
was that like thought broadcasting
I get that. People know if I tell a fib.
and my family completes my thoughts.
I don’t have 10 big delusions. But I think I’m in a simulation. And that I’ve had numerous past lives in the simulation that I remember. Sort of like parallel universes.
in the delusion I destroyed the world and I was sent to hell forever
Sounds like a gòod film
Its funny its always different on a theme
I did have a story line that went and came back from a lot in my 20s
Like stepping back and forth accross a curtain
Hell is a scary concept whenever it comes up
I was told hitler was in hell and separately thought i was going there so i mught as well start smoking again
I started writing them and realized how messed up I actually am. Lets just say that thought broadcasting was the hardest one out of the lot.
I had loads of different delusions during my psychosis. In my 2nd episode the main one was that I could control peoples minds by deepening my voice when talking to them (like on the tv show preacher) and I also thought I was Lucifer and Jesus in a past life. I also believed the world was a simulation and that every individual was actually one being/alien who split themselves up in the simulation so that they wouldn’t be alone. So two people talking to each other as individuals were actually from the same mind of the alien who created the earth simulation.
What i got are not delusions, its real. The universe is big.
In my years I’ve been hunted by the government, talked to spirits and gods, thought I was the Christ figure, traveled to far away worlds inside my mind
Medication and therapy have helped me realize these things arnt real
Hollywood movies offered 45 million to make a movie on my psychotic snaps
My parents died in a car accident in 2003 and the people I interact with now are imagined.
My counselor is not real.
My friends are not real.
My family is living with me in a different dimension.
Thought I was the Grim Reaper crucified on a cross in the Albert Hall (London) as a public example because I had condemned the world to nuclear war because I was a “false Christ”. This was after the delusion that I was Christ.
I thought I was going to die soon, I thought I was already dead, I thought I was a prophet. I thought I could put a forcefield around my car, I thought I was impervious to cold, I thought I could predict the future, I thought I was talking to dead people, I thought I was literally in Hell a few times.
I’m not dying anytime soon, obviously not dead, one out of 300 million obviously not a prophet, forcefields are not real, I got sick running around underdressed, predictions were coincidences, I’m not in Hell, and I can’t talk to dead people (I used to believe that some could, and I always wanted to be able to even before I got sick).
Even though those are all in the past, I just can’t get back to where I’ve been, I feel like I need the mental version of physical therapy, whatever that is.
Keep on going man… You’ll end up where you want to. Therapy might help.