I’m not sure if I hear things but I do, kind of.
It’s not like when memories pop into my mind or my internal dialog. It’s also not daydreaming. Sometimes I have random things just on the cusp of actually “hearing” them yet I know they aren’t real. Like a saxophone, the sound of Siri saying the word ‘seven’ in an English accent or a toddler babbling unintelligibly. There is no connection to anything in my regular life but they are there. I just ignore them and have for years. But they happen on a daily basis. It doesn’t even bother me so Ive never told my therapist. However, that might have to do with my fear of being schizophrenic. For as long as I have known what it was I’ve always been haunted by this fear of that particular diagnosis.
There has also been a few other odd things that I have no idea what they are. It’s the textbook definition of possession if you believe in that sort of thing (I don’t). Basically, a few random times it’s like I have no control over what I’m saying or doing and am merely watching from my mind what I’m doing and saying. I have no more idea what I’m going to do or say than if I were the person standing next to me. It’s led to some random answers to questions, some swearing, and a ton of embarrassment. Like one time I was telling someone how I always brush my teeth for at least six minutes and was telling him how to brush his teeth (quite incorrectly, I might add). He gave me this disgusted look, said something insulting and walked away while I was left standing there in shock to recover from ‘taking control’ again. What can you do in that situation? It’s shocking, confusing and terrifying. Thankfully it’s so rare that I can only count incidents like that on one hand.
Last thing is the talking. See, there have been a few times when my X husband would react as if I’d just said something when I hadn’t. For years I thought he was ######6 with me, trying to make me feel crazy. There was only once I kind of believed him and that was because he was so clearly rattled. I was pregnant and cooking (not barefoot, thank you). He burst in to ask what had just happened. He was freaked out. I gave him this look of pure confusion. I was just standing there. He told me I’d screamed at the top of my lungs that I was going to lose the baby (I did a few weeks later actually). Other times he would insist I’d just said something when I clearly hadn’t spoken; even in a whisper. But after we parted I had an incident where my brother said the same thing. He piped his head up confused and was like, “What?!” I kinda looked around confused. He wouldn’t tell me what he’d heard me say but insisted I’d spoken but I remember just sitting there. I wasn’t even talking. No time lapses or anything, just me apparently talking when I remember not talking or screaming or crying.
Odd, right?