I remember being asked strange questions at the psych ward. I guess not very strange given the context. Though, still strange in the way they weren’t actually asking questions because they wanted honesty, just rather checking if I was “sane” enough to guess the answers they wanted.
Psych wards groom liars…
But back to the point. One of the questions they asked me was, “have you been experiencing any hallucinations, auditory or visual?” and I answered honestly, “I don’t think so, but how would I know? I don’t think I Am, but what if you’re one?”
She reassured she wasn’t. Whatever…
I wasn’t experiencing hallucinations, yet they still walked out of that conversation thinking I was Crazy.
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If I’m being truly honest about those interactions, it felt like their subconscious was catching wind öF Whö I Am, really; I’ll leave it at that.
Therapy That Actually Cares About “Me” Nö Matter Whö I Am Really