Tell me about the first time that you heard voices. How old were you? Do you remember what you were doing?
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Smoked a bowl of mj. Like I had done every day for years. Was alone. Then just started hearing stuff. What that led to was a total breakdown of reality Iâm still recovering from. That was a little over 2 years ago. (I think)
Would have been 23 turning 24.
I was 12. I had just gone through a violent fight with my father and step-mother. I ran out of the house, down the street, and heard a loud, ominous voice say, âFinish them. Go back and finish them off. Kill them both!â I went back into the house and tried to retrieve firearms, and was subdued by my father. One institutionalization coming right up.
Snake is super creepy btw. I liked your other one better but whatever. Gods creature I guess.
I had a voice like that. My mom called and asked if I wanted to hiking. A voice instructed me to get ready and and when we got to the top of the water fall push my mom off the rocky ledge. I fell to my knees and begged in not to make do this. He wouldnât stop so I told him no. I was convinced I was dead right there. Then I was surrounded by intense light. And this very masculine powerful mans voice came into my right earlobe. Different from the other in many ways. My heart got strong upon hearing him. He I am GOD you need to pray.for what seemed like weeks he had me kneel, stand up, and lay down over and over again all day. He made go to church, not talk to any of my relatives and fast. He still here after all these years.
Sorry about the snake thing. I dropped my cat off at the sheltor cause told me too. He reminded me of a snake too.
I was eight and had been home from school with the chicken pox. My two sisters and my brother had them as well. My mother had a psychotic break and broke every dish in the house by throwing them at me and my one sister. My dad came home from work found her screaming at us and throwing things from the linen closet and took her to the hospital. He told me to watch my brother and sisters and clean up the mess. While cleaning the mess up, I heard my mother screaming at me and someone else swearing at me and someone else calling me names, then it was just my mother screaming at me again. I turned to look but she wasnât there. She was screaming in my ears but I couldnât find her. I thought it was a bad ghost and said nothing.
Itâs a pic of a Basin-patterned Emerald Tree Boa. Theyâre found in South American rainforests. Nasty as hellâŚvery mean disposition, bite every damn thing that comes in their cage, etc. Definitely a âshowâ pet and not for the inexperienced handler. Iâve owned one, and he was a pure joy to look at, but a real pain in the ass to remove from the tank. They have high humidity requirements, and are sensitive to temperature changes. They really do need an experienced owner for them to thrive (or even survive for that matter) in captivity. They live in the trees (are arboreal), and feast on rodents, small birds, and bats. Want a friendly snake? Look for a Corn snake or a Ball Python.
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That must have been so hard. Your own mother attacking you all the time. My moms not perfect but she did try to protect me I see later in life.
No thank you. I donât mind them out side as long as they leave me alone but not in the house. Lol
Mom was pretty much âgoneâ she thought we were the devil spawn and often tried to kill us when she was psychotic and off her meds. Back then her drug was Thorazine and she hated the way it made her feel when she was on it.
Its good you know it was her illness and not a reflexion of how she feels about you. I think my mom might be a true narcist. So I read up on and thatâs how I treat it. Like an illness. It helps Indemnify the symptom and treat it accordantly.
It was after my belief system started believing there were âscientistsâ working with me in a computer virtual world. I began asking and talking to them. that later became the voice of Jesus some months later. I believe it was Him still.
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@jukebox How old were you?
- I was late onset. I am glad I got to go to college and get my degree at least. Almost became licensed as an architect. missed it by 2 years internship.
I was 35. for some reason it says 1. and wonât let me put my age?
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I heard them say: âGo to the police! Go to the police!â I had been delusional for a year, believing that my phone was tapped, that the mafia was after me, that they had access my apartment, that they tried to poison me, I got messages from TV, the newspapers, the radio. And then, this voice, coming from nowhere, telling me to go to the police. Which I did, many times! I went out in the rain, walked to the police station, and it was closed, of course, in the middle of the night. Then the voices told me to go different places around in the city, they said it was to give me important information and I thought they where trying to help. So off I went, with a taxi, around in Oslo by night. No people, just me, the taxi driver and all the rain. I don´t remember how I got home, but I finally did. A few days later I was hospitalized. I was 40 years old and a single mum. Fortunately (!!) my son was with his grandparents when I had this breakdown.
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I was 44 years old when the voices started. I laid down for nap and they came and injected my head with something and three days later words started to form in my mind. The words were all written out, this caused some trouble for I would have to stop and read them from time to time as I tried to accomplish other things. The words lasted for about two weeks and slowly changed to voices in the lower mind and then slowly moved into the higher mind. Them and They now speak all my words and their words and I can speak to them and do anything else at the same time. My voices do not just talk inside my mind they can also talk through me and can become themselves inside of me.
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In my 25th year, I heard voices one night as I was trying to go to sleep. I had just moved to a long term hospital in Maryland from NYC. I was to see my psychiatrist at the hospital the next day. In my SZ, voices arenât the problem.
I donât really remember when I got the voices, I wasnât diagnosed yet. I was diagnosed in my later years. My symptoms of delusion and psychosis and fear took over. I think even terror. I know the voices were sneaky and taking over my life. They were telling me what to do and what to think. I was in panic.
I was 15. My dad dropped me off at school. He tried to tell me something but I could not hear because there was a threatening voice yelling at me. That I am worthless and should die.
Was about 5 when I was in church I couldnât stop saying things ( in my head) like âf*** Jesusâ , it was almost an ocd/tourettes reaction , non spoken of course. But thatâs where it started. I didnât believe it to be a voice from âSatanâ etc , I understood quite quickly that such was the pressure to act holy or pious , that my brain reacted in this manner when stressed.