isn’t it strange how so many of us have delusions but don’t understand or relate to each other’s delusions? even though they’re similar?
eg I have a radio in my head and believe that others do too, but others don’t believe that even if they have something similar. like others have music playing in their head but don’t believe they have a radio there.
it’s like what binds us together also is a lonely experience.
Sometimes I’ll hear a song in my head and it will play all day. It’s rare. Drives me nuts.
I had music playing in my head a lot growing up. It’s happened a few times with schizophrenia. It was a pleasant experience. I read somewhere that having music in your head means you’re happy. I also used to wake up every morning with a song in my head. No radio beliefs though- except when I was psychotic and thought the dj was speaking directly to me.