I wasn't quite sure whether this would be completely psychic per se or ghost/entity experience, as it fits the criteria for both.
I have always been unsure whether things that could be considered psychic were such or whether I was simply schizophrenic and insane. Because I have searched up the psychology behind many of the experiences, but there are thing that just don't fit otherwise.
For as long as I could remember, I could always hear voices, whether it be people or from nature just things talking. And I usually was very lonely, as people thought I was crazy, so I would respond because mostly I would sense a similar loneliness. Around the time I was 9, I started feeling someone else in my head. Constantly, because I did have friends, but they would usually leave me. So I always felt like things or people would just leave.
The voice said that it was there to always be there. And in ways it was, and wasn't. Over the years, it grew more and more violent. Saying that it was helping me redeem for things I'd done. And possessing me, and causing me to hurt myself. And after awhile I just agreed with it and let it do what it wanted to me.
I became close with a group of friends, but at the same time not really. I'd always felt like I needed to hide that I heard this voice and went through that treatment. This lasted about 6 years.
Part way through the 3rd year of it, I felt rebellious towards the voice seeming to command my life. I ended up telling one of my friend vague details at different times, until eventually I was asking for help. I couldn't tell whether I was just mentally ill or if this thing was real and just taking advantage of me, as I had many life issues at the time. The entity would possess me and pretend to be me, thoroughly ruining the friendship I had with the person. I was terrified, because the voice kept saying my friend was going to die and it'd be my fault. Eventually it got to a point that my friend was sick of hearing me tell her I didn't remember saying or doing any of the things she said, and stopped talking to me.
I withdrew so much, away from the rest of my friends terrified that it would happen again. I wouldn't leave my house. I stopped eating and sleeping, and a part of me just wanted to die, I was afraid of hurting anyone close to me. I didn't feel control of myself.
At some point, I snapped when the voice was driving into me about it. The same pattern continued for a while until it said, I grew boring, and that it was leaving. A part of me was glad, and another was so upset, that I was being left alone again. People thought I was crazy, I still think I was crazy. Everything just felt so real, that I don't know anymore.
I still sense things, and can just communicate with either seemingly empty rooms or what I can only describe as aspects of nature. That entity hasn't appeared in well over a year, but I'm still scared of it just showing up again. My life is starting to come back together, but I still just don't know whether that was real or mental sickness.
And once again sorry if this ends up being posted on the wrong site, I've read through the guidelines for both, but this one seemed more appropriate. And I wanted another opinion on which it could be.
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