The voices I hear are real. They are not “thoughts.” I know what in the hell a thought is and what it sounds like to talk to oneself. I hear real voices, the kind of shit that is beamed into my head from an external source. This isn’t a “mental disorder.” The mental disorder comes from the trauma of having to listen to and experience this shit.
Schizophrenia IS a trauma. And now I have one illness compounded with another and worsening over time while I sit in a system that is broken waiting for someone, anyone who can help. But no one comes because no one seems to understand.