So glad I don't believe in portals anymore

I used to think there were spirit portals and good and bad spirits could visit me anytime they wanted when I was in my bedroom…not until I started finally not believing this, did I feel better…a lot better…if you have residual delusions fight to not believe in anything you don’t trust as the truth…unless you are really delusional and then the only thing that is going to stop it is meds and pdoc visits…

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That’s good @jukebox
Was there a medication that helped with your delusions?

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no it came from my wife keeping reassuring me I was a bit off…it took a couple years but I came around…my first wife was schizophrenic and we were both semi delusional when married a big part of it and we fed off each other’s delusions…I am happier with a normal.

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I am or I was in a similar situation. As I wrote before on this forum, I didn’t go insane alone. Depending on how to count, four people or more in my circle started to see “visions” and hear “the voices”. It was kept secret from me until I too started to experience these symptoms. To me it felt like the world flipped overnight.

Naturally, we fed each others delusions for half a ■■■■■■■ decade since my first episode. It made recovery impossible.

If you could please describe some notable experiences, or maybe how you first met that person, I think it will be helpful to others.

Some people keep saying that what we believe is what makes it real, like these motivational people on youtube. But is that true? I don’t know. if it is true, then it’s a really good thing. Then we can also undo it by believing something else. It is conjecture, and not scientific even though they believe placebos and nocebos are real. Soo…

I remember watching this show ‘sliders’ when I was a teenager. Never believed it was real though.

The reality, by definition, is something that cannot be influenced by opinion. Reality is orthogonal to beliefs and feelings. Otherwise it is not, by definition, reality.

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I’ve had spirits visiting since I was a child… in my bedroom. maybe imaginary friends, but I do believe it happened. If it is imaginary it doesn’t mean it is not real, because it was for me. There is no proof but for me it was real.

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