My voices were my close friends all throughout my childhood. I still have some that are helpful and nice but my main voice who was always there is often an enemy and has been been cruel for three decades. I guess I was born with sz though I was a very happy child.
It would be better if I had real people in my life.
I am here 
and we all are.
True… I miss the real people in real time more. But, if we persist and try to move forward and work on the missing stuff, we can turn the tables and meet some people in real.
My voices have always been terrifying to me when my insight is blown. They’re just dumb and amusing when I’m able to tell what’s real and what isn’t.
This topic was automatically closed 95 days after the last reply. New replies are no longer allowed.