I used to walk in a daze. I was always hearing voices in my head and they wouldn’t shut up. This mostly took place in school. I would leave classes to go to the nurse for anxiety pills. I had visits from Peter, my hallucination daily.
I was oblivious to the world.
I first started to go to Psych wards right after I turned 16. That’s when things were at their worst.
I was locked in a place I really didn’t want to be in.
I always felt great on discharge days. Then a few months would pass and things would get bad again.
I was in and out of psych wards for years. Then it happened. I was on the right medications and I didn’t go to a psych ward for 9 whole years.
Even though I was still hearing voices, I could handle it. Things were good.
Now I haven’t been admitted for months, and besides a few small set backs, I feel GREAT!