I think these are hallucinations. I hallucinated my cat in my bed twice. It doesn’t mean anything. I would tell you to tell your pdoc all this stuff, but I don’t want to be a hypocrite. You’re the only person I’ve told about the hallucination. I didn’t plan on mentioning it, but I want you to know that you’re not alone in these stupid hallucinations. I think it’s best to tell your pdoc all of this. Maybe I should too. I wish you the best.
Hm, hallucinating is different than imagining something is there (which you are aware is not) and mistaking a ball of comforter for a cute puppy. I’m pretty sure all of us think a dinosaur is in our bed once in a while, in the vein of (not dissimilar to) mistaking one cat for another cat if they look alike.
I would call these hallucinations, but I recorded them and could play it back. They are very difficult to catch, admittedly.
I know that the human brain tries to make order out of chaos. However in this case, my cat was clearly there and I didn’t realize she wasn’t there until I reached out to touch her and she disappeared. It was unmistakeable. Either way, I don’t think it’s worth mentioning. It wasn’t significant I guess.
I think the brain is powerful. I’m pretty sure it’s possible for the brain to hallucinate in recordings. How sure are you that the exact same things were said both in real life and in the recording? If you recorded single sentences at a time, it’s possible that your brain remembered what was said and played it back. I don’t know, I think you should tell your psychiatrist.
Let’s go with your assumption, ‘hallucinations of sound’.
If a person is hallucinating sounds, and becomes aware of it (identifying it as a hallucination), then how could this person able to focus on anything else if the noise occurs every 10seconds?
Voices sound very real. In my case the voices were non stop. It’s a terrible torture to endure a constant struggle to deal with voices. I looked forward to sleep
It’s hard to focus on other things, trust me I know. Part of my problem was that I believed the voices to have divine properties. I got fortunate enough to find stability on seroquel. That’s what really helped my voices. But remember that you may be hearing a real sound that your brain transforms into voices. That has happened to me a lot.
I think I have wondered if the piano music I recorded was what it sounded like or what I thought it sounded like. Also noticed it about a piano concert I went to. Was I hearing the piano or was I hearing the sound he thought of it.
I assume these voices are euphemistic healthcare workers who stalk mental health patients to sustain a hierarchy of device purposes (not to help people get better).
I do not think the sounds I hear are hallucinations or sacred, however, they function similar to what others describe as an idol, i.e. the concept of a “god” or “gods”, because they are omnipotent with their impunity from mental health rights, i.e. right to refuse treatment in a non-harm and non-at-risk context.
They are debilitating, so they can credit themselves for that.