auditory hallucinations. I could walk past a group of strangers and be convinced that the group was watching me, talking about me, or laughing at me.Now I believe my paranoia was rooted in the reality of life as a young Black boy - I was often being watched, treated differently and discriminated against.I became more and more paranoid and stressed.
My voices were taking control of my life, my actions and my thoughts. I was reaching that last moment of hopelessness.Although I was always being encouraged to challenge my voices, I got to the stage where I believed it would be much easier to take the way out – because then I wouldn’t have to put up with any of it.At 16 years old, I was admitted into a mental health ward.Unfortunately, on that.
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