Hearing voices; I don't mean like Chrysa, I mean voices what don't belong to real, invisible, people. These seem to hang around just at the edge of my hearing, reminds me of when I heard the butterflies screaming at the Museum of Science and Industry, but these are coming more often and seem to be tagging along with my more frequent partial seizures. I suppose that's what happens when you're already bipolar and schizotypal, then OD on a bunch of hallucinogenic pills. I'm not even complaining, actually, just commenting on the new experience - I wonder if it's hear to stay, (get it? get it?) or going to run out of gas and fade away after a bit.
Chrysa points out that I'm distracted enough most days, I don't need phantom noises buzzing in my ears to add to the problem; she also points out that she already has me buzzing in her ear every day, if I start bringing friends she'll never get anything done. ::winks::
I guess we'll see where it goes from here.
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