*memory from a group therapy session... some years ago*
therapist: so... you say you heard a voice speak to you last night?
therapist: what did the voice say?
me: he said 'you are worthless' his voice was cold and low like a monster.
me: yes, it was Satan
therapist: Satan...ok. i find it interesting that it was a male voice.
me: why? i told you who it was.
therapist: well...lets not assume that Satan talks to us.
me: why not?..... dont you know who is talking to you when you hear voices?
therapist: do you think it might be possible that Satan was in your head?
me: NO. he was in my room.
therapist: you saw him?
me: i didnt have to see him, i felt him, i heard his voice outside of my head... he was in my room. he was right next to me, breathing on me. and i know that i know that i know it was him.
therapist: i think we should try to look into why a male voice was speaking to you last night saying you were worthless. did he say anything else to you?
me: yes. he said i was going to be unsuccessful and fail in everything i do. he told me i was a whore who deserved to be burned and tortured. he told me God wasnt going to help me.
therapist: did a man ever say this to you in your life?
me: sure- when i was using and scheming- all the time. but it wasnt a 'voice from the past' it was Satan who was speaking to me.
therapist: (stares in my eyes... and tries to search my soul.)
me: (i stare back. i know what i know. go ahead and search me.)
one of the patients: (glares at me and smirks.)
therapist: im going to talk with your pyschiatrist- lets see if we can increase the milligrams on your meds, ok?
me: sure... fill me with more chemicals. seems to be working- doesnt it?
been off brain meds for 4 years!!!!! victory is sweet.