I complained to my analyst that I couldn’t understand what the Voices were telling me, those words and phrases that I was hearing from … somewhere.
I’d come to him because, I thought, he’s an expert; he’d probably heard the Voices himself, could interpret them for me, tell me what to do.
But he said there were no voices.
Except his own.
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