The voices in my head tell me to take drugs. I am the child of a drug addict, and they keep saying things like the cycle must go on. That I cannot break a cycle. That this is my destiny. That I cannot unsee what I've seen. That I'm damaged goods. That I cannot win.
So I started smoking cannabis in the end. Now they are pushing me to move onto stronger drugs.
They tell me I mustn't tell anyone they are there or they will lock me up. I see my psychiatrist in two days and I'm worried he will see.