The voices have been present the last few days, but that might be because I forgot to take my medication on Friday into Saturday and Sunday.
Still, I haven’t written down much of what they’ve been saying in regards to you.
It feels like they’re trying to get someone to commit suicide, for a while anyway, and it’s not directed at me because they would say my name or username or something and it feels like there’s a response coming from somewhere else.
There’s more but I don’t want to insult anyone at this time.
I know they’re delusions and hallucinations and I want to be done with you as much as you seem to be done with me, even though I’d likely give us a second chance if we could make it work.
Like logically I should just push past all of these feelings and try to move on with someone else, start a family, sure, but those are no longer my goals, even if my mom tells me she wants grandkids every Christmas.
It’s complicated.