I Am Not My Thoughts: Dostoyevsky Speaks: And Three Stage Elbow Care

I became a witness to the voices and no longer felt the need to follow them.

I hear voices.

For a long time, I thought I was the only one. Then I got older and learned most people hear at least some sort of commentary running around in their minds.

I fought for years trying to understand those voices. Sometimes, they seemed to align with what I thought I believed, and sometimes, they seemed the exact opposite.

Then I read somewhere that “I am not my thoughts.”

I thought about that.

And I didn’t know what to do with it for the longest time.

One day, years later, while bored out of my mind and driving through a cornfield, a voice said, “I’m hungry.”

I reached for my phone to find something fast, but just as I did, I remembered, “I am not my thoughts.”