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Lately I also frequently imagine bugs or other small insects crawling over my body for some reason. Like I won’t see one, but I can feel it.

None of y’all bitches could ever say that you relate to Joan of Arc like I can.

I had a terrible dream (more like nightmare) of my house being bombed and me and my mom and brother having to pack all our things and stuff, leaving most of our stuff behind; just to get to wherever we were going and when I was having a hard time picking stuffed animals one of my teddy bears started talking to me, but the jaw was a hand and I also couldn’t get up so when I tried to, I realized that the jaw hand that was making my stuffed animal take was my own hand moving without me knowing.

I also now hand an idea of stuffed animal band.

I don’t know what happened to me last tonight, because I went to bed around eight-nine-ish last night trying to get a normal sleep schedule. Why is it always when I try to be healthy that my sickness makes itself present?

The funny thing is, I at some point, tried to wake myself up and knew that I was dreaming, but for some reason I couldn’t. I also know I did wake up tonight, (I say tonight because I’m actually writing this at 4:46am on April 25th 2024) and started to walk around my house.

What does this mean? What does this say about me? Also, no I am not religious.

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You also want to know the crazy thing? There was so much more than that but I think my brain is deliberately rejecting the memory.

This isn’t the first time I’ve had such lucid dreams before. When I was younger, mostly is elementary school I had a few lucid dreams that would constantly occurs that were always along the lines of me being some savior.

There was one where I would save the school playground set from lava and a giant falling asteroid. I distinctly remember one where I had to move a group of people to higher land to help then from a flood and then I somehow ended up cutting the head off my younger brother just save them all.

There is also this really prominent dream where my family is on a road trip that slowly dissolves into us getting trapped into some fucked up forest of some sorts that slowly slips into me alone in a Walmart type store. I always somehow realize that I’m dreaming and somehow have found a way to wake myself up by forcing my hands to rip my eyelids open until the dream stops and I focus and see the real world.

What does this mean about me?

Am I alright. I can’t live laugh love my way out of this.

None of y’all bitches could ever say that you relate to Joan of Arc like I can.

I had a terrible dream (more like nightmare) of my house being bombed and me and my mom and brother having to pack all our things and stuff, leaving most of our stuff behind; just to get to wherever we were going and when I was having a hard time picking stuffed animals one of my teddy bears started talking to me, but the jaw was a hand and I also couldn’t get up so when I tried to, I realized that the jaw hand that was making my stuffed animal take was my own hand moving without me knowing.

I also now hand an idea of stuffed animal band.

I don’t know what happened to me last tonight, because I went to bed around eight-nine-ish last night trying to get a normal sleep schedule. Why is it always when I try to be healthy that my sickness makes itself present?

The funny thing is, I at some point, tried to wake myself up and knew that I was dreaming, but for some reason I couldn’t. I also know I did wake up tonight, (I say tonight because I’m actually writing this at 4:46am on April 25th 2024) and started to walk around my house.

What does this mean? What does this say about me? Also, no I am not religious.

[emptyca1ories]

None of y’all bitches could ever say that you relate to Joan of Arc like I can.

I had a terrible dream (more like nightmare) of my house being bombed and me and my mom and brother having to pack all our things and stuff, leaving most of our stuff behind; just to get to wherever we were going and when I was having a hard time picking stuffed animals one of my teddy bears started talking to me, but the jaw was a hand and I also couldn’t get up so when I tried to, I realized that the jaw hand that was making my stuffed animal take was my own hand moving without me knowing.

I also now hand an idea of stuffed animal band.

I don’t know what happened to me last tonight, because I went to bed around eight-nine-ish last night trying to get a normal sleep schedule. Why is it always when I try to be healthy that my sickness makes itself present?

The funny thing is, I at some point, tried to wake myself up and knew that I was dreaming, but for some reason I couldn’t. I also know I did wake up tonight, (I say tonight because I’m actually writing this at 4:46am on April 25th 2024) and started to walk around my house.

What does this mean? What does this say about me? Also, no I am not religious.

#sleep paralysis #sleep problems #athiest #schizophrenia #possible schizophrenia #I don’t why whenever I dream its a hell circle