That’s the reason why I couldn’t help believe that the conversation people in other apartments and on the street had about me were real. They brought up things about me that had long ago left my mind. And they talked so clearly about the details of the topics, details i probably couldn’t fetch from the back of my mind had i tried too. They were insanely believeable in that way.
I guess I have kind of half-accepted that it’s not real and that psychosis can dig into the depths of your mind that you can’t even reach on your own, and bring up stuff, and then have detailed believable conversations about this.
I mean people have dreams like this all the time (while asleep). Hallucinating is not so different from dreaming. My subconscious loves to smoke still. I’m addicted and looking for a cigarette in every dream but I never think about it while awake.
I always just think of my hallucinations as dreams that happen when I’m awake.
It’s extremely annoying to me. I try to do things, and they distract you with their opinions about stupid things, no one’s interested in thinking about.
