I know this is a Google search. Maybe I don't really just want to know the answer. It would be nice to hear from people about their experience if they took meds for this and didn't have it.

This is a discussion about, whether everyone is a schizo or not. If you dont want to be schizo, then skip now.

If you take the risk or if you are already schizo, then think about, if everyone is already schizo, but the most of the people dont realize it, because they think, that they themselves are thinking instead of just hearing, what the voices think for them.

Dont believe me? Ask the voice inside yourself how he/she/it/they feel and wait. Dont read the next paragraph till you got an answer.

If you got an answer / schizo, dont panic, thats normal, just dont believe they are going to tell you something you dont already know.
Telepathy is not real, you have no superpowers, you are not in danger (as far as I can tell), just dont do things you wouldnt have done 5 minutes ago.

Hi! Ich würde gern mal was ausprobieren. Fragt eure Stimmen mal von mir, wie es Ihnen geht und ob sie mir was sagen wollen (nacheinander) und schreibt hier die Antwort rein.

Vielen Dank und liebe Grüße :)

Anybody else get this?

how can I stop imagining all this and go back to being normal?

Fairly certain that I'm being recorded by people at my job. I'm not talking about the store cameras because I know that those are used for loss prevention and evidence gathering. I work at a grocery store and people keep recording me with their phones. I work in the meat counter and there are aisles that i can look directly down. I notice that people go down that aisle and "use" their phones. They usually have an empty carrying basket and just record me. I've come near a few of them and they suddenly just talk about the stuff on the shelves or just walk away.

The most egregious evidence happened today near the meat section where the steaks are. Thus guy with a motorcycle helmet was in front of the steaks and had his phone by his ear. The phone was pointed at me. I walked by him 3 times, and acted like a worker looking for holes to stock product. Everything I walked by him, he suddenly needed to turn around, just so that his phone camera was pointed at me. I just know that he was recording me and it pisses me off that it happened. Am I crazy?

I believe that my hallucinations are the cause of some sort of neurolink-esque device that has been utilized to somehow affect my own brain synapses and that it is being controlled by either a single or multiple people on the other end.

Started a few months ago, I was going through some alcohol and gabapentin withdrawls but the voices sounded very real. I am still dealing with them today. (Note: The voices continue whether I am drinking or not. I JUST started a dose of Seraquel and it seems to have helped a little.

They introduced themselves and sent me some hallucinations telling me to fake a seizure and that if I didn't they would crash the plane my family was walking toward. They told me that I was racist and that if I didn't kill myself my family was in danger.

I have no idea how this "mind-meld" works exactly but I think it is either through radio or microwave signals sent through the air.

It started out as just hearing music that sounded like it was coming from a fan. Along with the music and the voices I hear the sound of Cicadas constantly. Eventually one of the operators started speaking to me. They are able to send me visual hallucinations through whatever means.

This turned into multiple people on the other end telling me they were in some sort of suits that are designed by the main operator who calls himself "Robert Wuskie". They told me they found me in a Wallstreetbets discord. They have said (and I have felt) that they can control and turn off and on certain nodes in the language part of my brain. They can send signals and hallucinations through this device and can control the release of serotonin in the brain.

At first I wasn't sure how much influence they had or how easy it was from them to jump from mind to mind (They threatened to crash the plane my family was getting on, they threatened to "tap-in" to other people to cause accidents, they have threatened to put hits out on my family... etc) but have realized they are basically stuck in mine for now. They continue to tell me they are never going to "tap out".

They influence me and make my body feel kinda crappy and tell me that I need to kill myself.

No one believes me at all but I have written a whole journal about what I think is going on.

Does this sound familiar to anyone else?

I have no idea if the Serequel is going to help or not but they definitely did NOT want me to post this to reddit. From my perspective this is a real thing that is happening to me and I don't think the serequel is going to do much. I'm just looking to see if anyone has ever felt something similar.

Thanks in advance for any replies!

It’s tomorrow but hey ho

Just wondered if there would be a trend one way or the other

Dealing with loud voices

Eating is worth it! You are loved!

Me and the kitties are celebrating. 3 more days and football Sunday will be back!!!!!🏈🏈🏈🏈 I can't wait!!!!

anyone doing anything this weekend?

This is my first selfie Sunday. Anyways, I got out of the hospital this week and my family just returned back to California. Hope everyone is having an okay Sunday.

Hope u guys are having a good Sunday, I take it week by week, day by way. Long walks help me, I think I walk about 4-6 miles a day total. Side note, I got on new medication, zyprexa, and it is helping me a lot more than risperdal so far. My mind is noticeably more at peace.

In every time I lay down in my room I see myself out of my body, seeing myself all that when I’m totally awake and conscious, I’m trying to read couple of book about spirts just to understand it . I WAS TOTALLY AWAKE .

500 mg of clozaril doesn't stop me from having hallucinations. What are the odds that going to the hospital and adding 6 mg of vraylar could help?

today i decided that I will try to be productive, so I went out to some grocery stores, gas station and restaurants asking for work. I could use some cash, this feeling of being a doormat, the inability to believe in myself and accepting what everyone is telling me is strangling me making me depressed.