He ran all kinds of physical tests to make sure there was nothing physical.
He’s a psychiatrist, so there’s no talk time.
Yet he figured out what blew me past the limits of my meds… the voices I hear now… or just noticed that I hear now.
I’m in another country.
I’ve been abandoned by both wings of my family.
There is not a soul that hears me.
Online people share my words, but not a one knows my face. No one has ever looked me in the eyes.
If they did, they would not believe my words anymore.