Story time.
Last night I had terrible anxiety and couldn’t fall asleep until after 6AM. When I finally did, I had a terrible dream that is reoccurring. It started by me lucid dreaming then slowly losing control of the dream.
I knew I was dreaming, but I was in this seemingly endless loop of dying over and over again. At first I was scared, after a while I got annoyed.
I remember these shadow entities in my dream. They were the ones responsible for me dying over and over.
I tried my hardest to wake myself up, moving my fingers or making noise so my boyfriend would wake me up. But nothing happened.
Finally, after an ungodly amount of time I got sick of it and yelled something along the lines of ‘whatever is keeping me here, I demand you speak now!’ Big mistake.
I heard dozens of demonic sounding voices speak in unison. I can’t remeber exactly what was said, only that it was extremely loud and terrifying. What I recall, they said something like, do you really want to hear voices in your head? Then them threatening to come back again to torement me in my sleep.
the first part is kinda ironic I know, it wasn’t lost on me either. I actually remember thinking about what was up with my subconcious. I’ve never pondered the meaning of my dreams while I was still dreaming, it was bizarre.
When I woke up, I was terrified but my body was so slow and unresponsive. I felt groggy like when I was on seroquel, however I took no medication at night to help me sleep. I’m also not taking any antipsychotics right now.
Anyways, I started hallucinating and actually really scared myself. Generally I can tell when I’m visually hallucinating, but probably being half asleep didn’t help.
There was these pieces of paper (?) floating above me. I actually flinched because I thought it was going to fall on me.
Realizing it wasn’t real, I watched them until they disappeared. I did not go back to sleep. I felt drugged somehow.
This whole day has been a write off. I was cycling between crying and dissociating for hours. Then I was just completely drained of energy. The dream stayed in the back of my head. It was very vivid.
The thing is, I’m having a hard time wanting to go to sleep again. I’ve had nightmares before, but NOTHING like that.
Honestly it seemed more like a dmt trip (note: drugs are bad… feel like I should include that so I don’t get in trouble from the mods?)
just in the sense that time itself seemed to be broken. It lasted for so long. I had to keep reminding myself that eventually I would wake myself up and escape.
I gotta be honest. The whole dream I was in witch mode. Trying to figure out what was ■■■■■■■ with me and how I could banish it. I’ve never had that kind of magical mindset before in a dream. It was so strange.
I know this is probably delusional thinking, but I can’t shake the idea that I am being targeted by some sort of creature that can psychically attack you in your dreams and drain you of your energy. That’s what it felt like to me. My brain is not working right today.
