You're right, and as I read your post I wondered if you'd suffered the voices, or at least been around it enough to know. The running commentary was the worst.

You're right, and as I read your post I wondered if you'd suffered the voices, or at least been around it enough to know. The running commentary was the worst. For me it was 20 years ago, first year uni. Made lectures interesting but also ridiculous as your brain interprets sounds around you. I was lucky it only affected me for a year or so then faded away after I tackled the subject and read a lot about how the mind works and other people's experiences. I had to get objective and not take shit from myself any more. I never sought professional help, but haven't had the voices since. Even just regular noises like a car horn in the distance... your brain's imagination is secretly working overtime in the background to connect dots that aren't there. Your own mind delivers you a frank and confident explanation about the story behind the "car horn in distance". That car horn, you learn, was actually sounded by someone you know, and they're checking in as arranged, they have connections with people in this lecture hall...etc. But you never grasp exactly the explanation, or receive real proof, but there's a conspiracy nevertheless, a rambling unflattering, disapproving conspiracy - and you're at the center. That you're sure of. It's like you're constantly on the verge of exposing the conspiracy, if only you had one more piece of evidence. But you don't need to fish for evidence, your imagination drip-feeds it all day.