I Have the Weirdest Things Happen to Me
On a few occasions, I've had VERY strange things happen to me while undergoing psych therapy / being committed for such.
What's interesting about drug induced psychosis / schizophrenia, is although there is usually no way to validate anything the patient describes, it is most certainly real to the individual. What I am about to describe is a vague summary of a series of very surreal moments I had in hospital.
Beam me up Scotty -
Lol. On one of my visits, where I had gone into ER, for severe stomach pains, and also, for more pressing matters, voices in my head. They, for some reason, thought it would be a great idea to fill my blood with oxygen and get me talking, lol. I was given 3 red tablets, and I didn't even ask what it was. They brought me in an elevator, up a floor to my room. It was the geriatrics ward. o.O The people I met in there all seemed very nice, but it was very awkward, I was then approached by someone who apologized for something their kid had said to me years ago. I later found out this person was dead. =/
My nurse looked all too familiar. She looked like a relative of mine. I had the strange sense that I was in a place, that I could only describe to you, as what I would imagine purgatory to be like. =/
I was not comfortable with this idea at all, and decided to check myself out. They warned me not to, by did allow me to sign my release papers. I walked off the floor, down a stairwell and found myself in the basement, the door there was locked. I felt VERY light headed and confused. I walked back up these stairs and out the door I had just came through. I was was on a different floor now, the lobby. This greatly added to my utter bewilderment, though I was relieved to see the exit door, and proceeded to exit the hospital.
There was a patient outside in a motorized scooter. He was a man who looked somewhat like Ozzy Osbourne, lol. There where flames in the pit of his eyes. I gazed at him, he looked back at me and said "there is still time to apologize for this".
Following this, I proceeded to go home. My apartment looked pretty much the way I had left it, but it had a very different feeling to me then. I looked in the mirror, and I looked slightly off. Then I noticed this thing I have never seen before. Around my collar bone, at the base of my neck, like a long healed burned mark, like I had been branded by a collar or type of neck piece a long time ago. I still see this today.
Later that evening, I experienced what as been referred to as "lost time". I was sitting in front of my keyboard, as I am right now, and in mid-sentence, and the time had shifted from 9pm to 3am, I had jumped 6 hours ahead, and I remember only an image that was burned very vividly into my mind, of moving backwards in orbit, watching the sun rise over the surface of the Earth.
The second very surreal experience I had was the most recent trip into hospital. They had sat me in an observation room as I waited for the doctor to see me. I noticed that in this room, it was getting slightly more difficult to breath, and then all of a sudden, it was like the cabin pressure had dropped and I found myself in a brief moment of panic, and then I started to breath again. It was as as if the atmosphere had changed to something different from what I was just breathing.
In the panic of all this, I jumped up from the chair I was sitting in. When then I was hit with another all new unbelievable feeling that I was still sitting there in that easy chair. I did not see myself there, I felt myself still sitting there. From this point, they brought me onto the ward where I had spent the next 3 weeks on their BS drug treatment plan. Part of me still feels that what I know as my soul has been separated from me, and although I am still attached to it, part of me feel that that I am actually still back in their lab. =/
What's interesting about drug induced psychosis / schizophrenia, is although there is usually no way to validate anything the patient describes, it is most certainly real to the individual. What I am about to describe is a vague summary of a series of very surreal moments I had in hospital.
Beam me up Scotty -
Lol. On one of my visits, where I had gone into ER, for severe stomach pains, and also, for more pressing matters, voices in my head. They, for some reason, thought it would be a great idea to fill my blood with oxygen and get me talking, lol. I was given 3 red tablets, and I didn't even ask what it was. They brought me in an elevator, up a floor to my room. It was the geriatrics ward. o.O The people I met in there all seemed very nice, but it was very awkward, I was then approached by someone who apologized for something their kid had said to me years ago. I later found out this person was dead. =/
My nurse looked all too familiar. She looked like a relative of mine. I had the strange sense that I was in a place, that I could only describe to you, as what I would imagine purgatory to be like. =/
I was not comfortable with this idea at all, and decided to check myself out. They warned me not to, by did allow me to sign my release papers. I walked off the floor, down a stairwell and found myself in the ba
There was a patient outside in a motorized scooter. He was a man who looked somewhat like Ozzy Osbourne, lol. There where flames in the pit of his eyes. I gazed at him, he looked back at me and said "there is still time to apologize for this".
Following this, I proceeded to go home. My apartment looked pretty much the way I had left it, but it had a very different feeling to me then. I looked in the mirror, and I looked slightly off. Then I noticed this thing I have never seen before. Around my collar bone, at the ba
Later that evening, I experienced what as been referred to as "lost time". I was sitting in front of my keyboard, as I am right now, and in mid-sentence, and the time had shifted from 9pm to 3am, I had jumped 6 hours ahead, and I remember only an image that was burned very vividly into my mind, of moving backwards in orbit, watching the sun rise over the surface of the Earth.
The second very surreal experience I had was the most recent trip into hospital. They had sat me in an observation room as I waited for the doctor to see me. I noticed that in this room, it was getting slightly more difficult to breath, and then all of a sudden, it was like the cabin pressure had dropped and I found myself in a brief moment of panic, and then I started to breath again. It was as as if the atmosphere had changed to something different from what I was just breathing.
In the panic of all this, I jumped up from the chair I was sitting in. When then I was hit with another all new unbelievable feeling that I was still sitting there in that easy chair. I did not see myself there, I felt myself still sitting there. From this point, they brought me onto the ward where I had spent the next 3 weeks on their BS drug treatment plan. Part of me still feels that what I know as my soul has been separated from me, and although I am still attached to it, part of me feel that that I am actually still back in their lab. =/
By:
Mougywolf
Age:
26-30
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Male
