And So It Goes.
Firstly, to anyone who may read this humble, little blog, may I wish a belated Happy Christmas and New Year. The absence of any Christmas or New Year message was entirely due to terminal laziness and apathy on my part! But, to get to the point, I've recently been involved in some work with the Psychology Department at our local psychiatric hospital, The Harplands. The work has partly involved helping to write leaflets on various aspects of mental ill health in a patient-friendly format. The last leaflet we wrote was on hearing voices. Although I don't have that much experience of the old auditory hallucinations, I did, at some points in my own journey through mental illness, experience the odd disembodied vocal sound. In my case, the voices I heard were usually familiar to me, being either that of my mother or father, and they were definitely emanating from outside rather than inside my head. For others the experience is entirely different. While I can probably pinpoint the n...