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I came out of my self-enforced reclusion this week. The reason I went into one is that I have my holiday from uni at the moment and I wanted to use the time writing and give time to many neglected writing projects. Today I went to an event organised by the London Hearing Voice Groups Project. I told them a little bit about my story about hearing voices. I have heard them since I was 14 and although it is less now, they are still present. It wasn't until very recently did I realise I have control. I can't control the voices but I can control whether I listen to them. Sometime I argue with them. 'If they say negative stuff, like 'you're stupid'. I respond. 'I have done so many amazing things, like write books, etc, so therefore your argument is weak!' What has been most valuable is listening to my voice, not one created by an abusive childhood, or an uncaring mental system and society, but one I would be proud of. I see voices as radio stations, if the program is rubbish, I will create my own that says Dolly, you can do anything you set your mind too, and live a truly remarkable life. So far, so good...

Just to respond to some of the comments, the next Mad Chix will probably be next year, and it comes as no suprise to me that the anagram of Karl Malden's name came out that way. It would have surprised me if it didn't turn out that way.

Finally, I like giving talks, reading, performances, so if you would like me to do something at your event, as long as my travel is paid, and I am fed, I'd be happy to do them - as long as my busy allows,

love as always, Dolly x

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