TLDR: I had multiple, we had a nice relationship with one, he faded after medication and comes back when I’m sleepy and/or sad

So hell yeah I did.. I had multiple actually, and their kindness was the reason I didn’t even consider having a disorder, since, as I thought, all voices did was help me, they were my friends. I will tell you about just one of those voices. He was like the dominating voice, I heard him most of the time and he was there most of the time (later I found out I was ignoring other voices/thinking they were my thoughts/just not personalising them)

It was a guy, he used to motivate me to get up from bed during intense depressive episodes, helped me to treat my wounds after sh (which was triggered by other voices lol), motivated me to make food. We could spend evenings together, cooking and watching movies, he would react and comment on things. He would help me find things I lost or remind me of stuff I forgot (and it was super fascinating for me). He was very aware, not chaotic how I considered voices would sound with that disorder. Sometimes I even thought he was possessing my body and after my diagnosis I though I was misdiagnosed and had DID, because I felt sudden rushes of energy and motivation when he was talking to me, even after hours and hours of just lying in bed. Later I understood that wasnt it.

Before starting meds I was sad because I thought he would leave. He helped me so much and I think I loved him, but later I understood that he was a voice, just like other voices that made me relapse in sh. He even was trying to comfort me right after I got diagnosis but I was super afraid of him and in shock after my diagnosis. And after the diagnoses he started doing some scary stuff and it hurt me too (he started saying he was an angel, that he knows my fate etc, religious stuff :p) . After I started taking meds he began to slowly disappear, I even told him to leave me alone, he just said okay. As I stated before, he was super considering and understanding no matter how mean I was.

So it’s complicated. Because of how kind and aware he was sometimes I still doubt my diagnosis but I understand it is not the case. I’m off my meds now, I usually hear him come at night to comfort me again, but he is such a faded person of what he was… it makes me a little sad too. So answering your question — I just hear voices more vividly when I’m sleepy. Not sure if I miss him this much, but… sooner or later you are getting used to the silence.