Recovery from hallucinations

[dbeck128]

Just a question here. Wanted to know when you guys hit psychosis or had symptoms, did you recover fully?

What was it like?

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Hi dbeck

Short answer: yes

What was it like?

At 28 I started a business, a shop. I worked hard and it became very successful. Five years on I took a lease on another shop. Unrelenting stress, which I didn’t recognise. By the time my new shop was due to open my brain was shooting off at tangents, yet I was speaking really slowly finding it very difficult to stay focussed.

I took a much needed day off. Highlights of the day included: the radio speaking to me and asking me what song I would like to hear, then laughing at me. I asked it how it was able to do this and a menacing voice said it was the transmitter. Fearfully I turned it off. Then I realised I was tuned into a house plant 🤭 the day got more and more bizarre. I look back and wonder how that could happen without alcohol or drugs.

I got carted off to hospital in the evening by men in white coats (they were paramedics in uniform, but that’s not what I saw lol). Arriving at hospital I was convinced that someone had arranged a huge party for me.

Six months in hospital, many, many tranquillisers later I was discharged with a prescription for lithium and a bottomless depression. So boring, just wanted to sleep and sleep. Someone told me the meds I was on were for bipolar disorder. Not true or possibly maybe true. I got off all meds a year or so later...with guidance from my psychiatrist.

I have had a wonderful life with a few blips. I’m 66 now.

I have never experienced psychosis again.

Ask me another 😉

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Do you know I should add I lived alone. I stopped sleeping properly...maybe a couple of hours a night. I kept planning and replanning how to manage more staff. I would phone my Mum for a chat at 2 or 3am as if it was 2 or 3 in the afternoon. I got completely overwhelmed by my plans and responsibilities.

The second shop never opened. My mother was amazing. She stood at the door of my new shop and turned all deliveries away. She became the go-between from my shop and me in hospital. The staff were great in managing without me...though I didn’t ever believe that was possible 😌. My Mum took over the paperwork and banking. She paid the invoices. She would bring cheques for me to sign and we learnt it was best if she covered up who they were made out to. My anxiety would go through the roof if I thought about anything to do with work so she also kept any questions about suppliers to a minimum. When I came out of hospital, I lived with her and gradually got back into working full time in my shop. A few months later I bought a little maisonette, moved in and the next chapter of my life began.