Hey Username, I have tomes of personal experience with exactly what you have described and I also find it rather amazing that most of the feedback you received on your current situation, promulgated by what I must assume are predominately medical/psyche lay-persons, I believe is actually not far off from the feedback a professional would proffer.
I became aware of my attraction to this fetish about 5 years ago, immediately following two traumatic events (ie laid off form Blue-Chip I-banking Wall Street firm, as well as the dissolution of my engagement with my finance). Both events (at age 35) were cataclysmic. I'm sure you're familiar with the movie "Pretty Lady" with Richard Gere. At one point in the movie Julia Roberts asks Gere how far did he go in school, to which he replied,"all the way". I'm sure you can probably guess in general terms the genre of prep, undergrad, and grad-schools one must not only graduate from, but do so with distinction.. In addition, I play NCAA basketball, was an Olympic class yachtsman, am a private pilot, Master Diver etc...
I did not provide the few data points of my personal/professional background to serve as self-aggrandizement, but rather to give you an idea about the level at which I operated in life, my unquenchable thirst to constantly expand my understanding of the world we live on. I do want to emphasis the fact (oh yeah also member of MENSA) that I too experienced exactly similar aberrations that you described and which only continued to escalate and pervade every moment of my life. Hell, I would even hear these voices with my internet connection turned off and merely playing media stored on my hard drive. Even with the absence of any logical explanation (again keep in mind that I had the benefit of both a massive tech department, and additionally worked hand-in-hand with our research analysts (the so-called "experts") who covered computer hardware space, and who assured me that what I adamantly and unequivocally heard and experienced was simply not possible. I spent $1,500 on a private investigator, thousands more on equipment to sweep my home and car for bugs and transmitters, motion activated video camera's... I even found a sound lab that can enhance and isolate specifics sounds or voices and twice they assured me that there was nothing on the tape that I set up near the computer to capture sounds and voices so that I could finally say "Ah ha!" Needless to say I was constantly in and out of mental hospitals every time I called to complain to those who are paid to protect me. I was prescribed all sorts of antidepressants, anti-anxiety, blah blah blah. I invariably would dump the meds down the toilet because I knew there was nothing wrong with me and I didn't want to play games with chemicals that I didn't need and my brain.
Finally I am on the meds. No more voices, no more paranoia. So keep up what you're doing and listen to and follow your Dr's orders.
From then on, whenever I had no doubt that what I was experiencing was an intentional form of harassment and breech of my personal privacy, I would call the authorities that I annually paid massive amounts of taxes to to protect myself from criminals. My lack of interaction with peace officers actually was a handicap as not only was I inexperienced in terms of personal interaction with them but additionally, I was paid ridiculous compensation for advising the top CEO's in the country and their executive management teams what they should say and how they should position the deal in the most attractive and accurate to the institutional investors.y and do when in front of institutional investors but also I earned my income