I'm Not Sure If I Hear Voices Or Not

They may just be my imagination. There are two. The Man and The Blue Lady. The Blue Lady sometimes has a physical form, made of smoke, and she only comes when I need her. The Man is almost always there. His voice sounds like mine, but harsher. He speaks differently than me, with a different vocabulary. While I tend to use "*******" as an insult, he'll say things like "insufferable vermin". He hates me. The Blue Lady loves me, and tries to protect me from him. I'm not a person, I'm a battlefield for the two of them. God made me to allow them to fight without harming other aspects of creation.

I know how this sounds. I know it's just in my head and not real. But I'm not sure if I really believe this or if I'm daydreaming. Sometimes I think I'm imagining it. Like, he's the personification of my anxiety disorder and she's a guardian angel, or imaginary friend there to comfort me. I don't know.

I'm not sure if this is the kind of thing I'm supposed to be posting here, but I need to talk about it to someone. I'm sorry.
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Dec 7, 2012