Someone called me a libtard under his breath, but loudly enough to make sure I heard...in a CANCER center, where many of us were having our immune systems weakened by chemo.
You can't fix stupid so I don't even try. I've been in remission for almost two years, I'm healthy and he's out there sucking in viruses. We both have ticking clocks, but mine is ticking much more slowly than his is.
Are you living life on your own and making it ok? Are the voices/conversations interfering with what you want or need to do? Are they interfering with your relationships?
That's a lot of questions, but my nephew would have answered No to the first question and Yes to the others. He's a diagnosed schizophrenic, and I'm telling you about him because getting on meds turned his life around. He's working now, has an apartment and is maintaining relationships.
I know it's frightening, but you've had two doctors diagnose you. It might be worth trying the meds. Ask if there are programs that can help you pay.
I hope things work out for you.