You don't want my dreams! Okay, here's an example... I was raped when I was nineteen, and a virgin. As you can imagine, it was bloody awful. On seroquel I have had dreams where I was being raped, it was awful, painful, humiliating... I was crying my eyes out... and I still woke up with orgasms.

Since the dreams have been less sexual, they've still been very intense and realistic. I've dreamt that I've been hiding underground with a group of rebels, resisting those in control of society... I could write you a narrative of our experiences resisting the "overlords." I've had really vivid dreams of just about everything... hiding out in a primary school, realising we'd been compromised, running zigzag hoping we'd get beyond the line of fire, etc.

Apart from those dreams I have a lot of dreams that are SO realistic that I really don't know whether a dream happened or not. So, if I dream that I phoned the woman my ex most recently dumped, I don't know... I remember the conversation in detail, I remember how blumming sorry I feel for her being in my position... but I still can't ask her if I phoned her, because it's so embarassing.

Here is something I really appreciate as a quote, how I should react to the weirdness of dreams... it's relevant to anyone.

In dreams begin responsibility.