My Very Own Paranoid Delusions and 'Imaginary' Conversations



 

Observing, Assessing and Evaluating Crazy Me:
 
One of Those "Cries for 'Help'"


Even More 'Fun'
 

I thought it might be even more ‘fun’ for the locals to get right into my personal space in a way that would not be possible for them to do just by pushing and shoving their way in, and then passing all they can get along as interpretive gossip. (not that any of them DO that of course!) So, bearing in mind that I have been told by experts that none of my personal experience of reality, as I perceive it, is ‘real,’ I thought that I would share my erroneous perceptions and reactions (‘affects’, which are not feelings like you have) right here on this page, with all of you. This way, you who are not ‘sick’ can enjoy observing and assessing someone who is told she is sick, but who will not accept it. 

Now remember I am going to write this “AS IF” this were reality so that those of you who know you are not brain disordered as I am, can really see what it is like to be at the mercy of one’s poor sick brain and yet believe that people actually DO behave this way and that it is in fact very common. To complete my disclaimer here then: 

 On this page, Any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental or another sign of my inherently defective personality. Therefore, please do not worry that anyone else is ever going to be held in any way accountable for any of it. 

  

 

My Paranoid Stories of life in my city will appear here below so do get involved in this educational experience...Don't worry, (not that you would) as no real names will be used here since none of these people are really guilty of anything anyway...so how could they be?

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You Knew What Was Happening! 08/13/2010

Yet another of my hallucinations.


I was in the downtown mall the other day when a male voice said this loudly. I looked up from the sales flyer I was looking at but all I saw was one person about  65 ish or seventy, who was looking in my direction. It was not one of the regular  comment makers who like to make remarks at me everywhere (my hallucinated conversations, don't you know) but it is the style of remark I often (imagine) I hear which  is why I looked.

 

So was it this man who was looking at me who made the remark or someone else making it to him, or another making it to someone I could not see? I really don't know. I will tell you what I do know though. I know that there is no communication going at all when other people don't talk directly and genuinely to someone (like me) and I also know that if anyone else was put through this same sort of thing that they TOO, despite their extraordinarily and unrealistically high opinions of themselves, would be disconnected from concrete reality and experience psychosis just like those they like to find so 'amusing' when they join with the 'normal' others in having them a little bit of redneck 'fun'  harassing genetic defectives like myself.  In fact, I hope the worst of them acting out all these years get to HAVE the experience because I think those amused eyes and little smirks will be wiped right off those smug, superior faces in short order.  Then when their lives and jobs and personal relationships are all destroyed because they have received their genetic defective labels explaining it all away by blaming their defective brains and personalities, we can observe them some more and see if we think they are friendly and smiling enough to suit the rest of us.

 

I can think (as they say in est) of a few women working in various places with whom I would really love to 'share my experience' of psychosis. I think most of them would be on drugs for the rest of their lives and likely never find their way back to sanity. It is one of those things you really have to BE there to fully appreciate. Doesn't that sound like another really good time, some real 'recreation' we might say...(har har har) still to come? I think so.

Why should I be the only one having all that 'fun?''

 

The really 'fun' part though is when half the population joins in and defines your reality for you by watching you all time, (while denying it of course) and 'interpreting' virtually everything you do or say in pathological terms complete with threats of more of the 'help' they are all certain that you need to make you more to their liking, and what they like most is to be invisible to a whack job like you while they spew insults at you from four feet away, and above all, they like to be perceived as 'blameless.' Get ready to play the grinning idiot just like those who will always be smiling back at you while pretending they don't know a thing about what has been done to you. After all, you can't blame 'others.'

Only the 'others' can blame YOU. That is how the splitting works you see.

 

 
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Let's Try and Oldie but a Goodie

 

This one too was originally stated to the psychiatric hospital staff having them some 'fun' while observing and listening to my reactions to them. I can easily expand it though to include all of the locals everywhere who have involved themselves in what they believe is a 'covert' operation;

 

“That which you are observing is observing you.”

 

If you did not need to justify yourselves by needing me to be 'less than,' you would already know that. It is perfectly obvious. 

 

 

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