What the * is happening?
What the * is happening?
My psychiatrist told me that there's no
such thing as broadcasting your thoughts.
It feels like my thoughts are being broadcast.
He said, no, that's that's a hallucination.
What the * is happening?
What the * is happening?
My psychiatrist told me that there's no
such thing as broadcasting your thoughts.
It feels like my thoughts are being broadcast.
He said, no, that's that's a hallucination.
I've had schizophrenia now for 30 years.
It's like being hit with 10,000 lightning bolts
of every lie you've ever heard.
When I was in Scotland,
when I was in Scotland visiting
my mother on our island,
I got sick in the middle of the night,
mentally ill,
and I was
running around the woods naked,
wondering where I should eat the dog *.
I met a guy from my mother's island who
was taken to the mental institution at
night,
and he was there,
and I told him how I was feeling.
He said, I feel the same
way.
And I said, okay, let me try something.
I'll think of a word, and you
tell me if you know what the word is.
So I thought of the word orange,
a safe word,
my favorite color.
I used to have orange hair.
And so he looks at me,
and he thinks for a second,
and then he goes, orange?
That's telepathy.
And for me and him, that would stop the presses.
We stopped what we were doing,
and we just kind of walked separate ways just to
try and grasp the fact that we both had the same word.
Now it feels like
there's a thousand people running in
around me that can all read my mind.
And it's more than the word orange.
They could write my autobiography,
keep my diary,
answer all my mail.