The voices....

Incredibly, I was maintaining fairly well - grocery shopping, scheduling play dates, and getting the lawn mowed.  From the outside, everything looked great.  But....then, the voices started.  It was weird, creepy, and bizarre to say the least.  Now, the voices didn't say much really.  It was more a sense of their presence at first.  At some point, they began to mock.  I would hear them laughing at me and even "gasping" at times.  Now, if you knew me, you would really have a hard time believing this, but it happened.

The interesting thing is, in hindsight, I became far more confident as a result.  It took a while, but at some point, I changed for the better. But, I'm getting ahead in the story....

So, there were voices and I even saw "beings" at one point during the night.  For some reason, I felt obligated to stay in this house - most likely it was my pride again.  Finally, after six weeks of living there and me being 50 pounds lighter, my parents moved us out of the house and in with them.  This was THE BEST new beginning.  I was able to share with my mother many things - harms bestowed upon me by others and I was even able to tell her about the voices at one point.  To the depths of my soul, I felt they were spiritually sent and not a figment of my mind.  I can't tell you why I believed this, but I know my search for a cure was more focused on the church.

While I was pursuing the church, I also went to a counselor.  This experience is still one of the least explained happenings during my crazy year.  The counselor, at my last session, had deteriorated to the point of laying on the couch wrapped in a blanket.  I was in the chair trying to decipher my life and she was in a cocoon hopeless on the sofa.  This contributed to my determination this was a spiritual issue and not a mind issue.  I do want to say, I am not above a mind problem, it just wasn't my mind this time.  I also believe there are some chemical and physical problems that cause illusions and voices.  But, something inside me knew this wasn't the case for me at this particular moment.

I had seen enough movies to KNOW I needed to drink Holy Water.  Seriously, this was my goal for several weeks. Sounds crazy, right?  Well, I was.

(c) 2011 Daphne Keys