It's been a year since I've had hallucinations but I can't get the fact that the stuff wasn't real out of my head. This last week it has been really getting to me and I don't know why, maybe because my doc wants me to have a psych eval, but either way, I'm freaking out inside every night. If I thought those things were real and they weren't what else do I think is real that isn't. I know logically the argument would be if it wasn't real then it would have gone away with the other hallucinations, but I can't help feeling like maybe nothing is real. I feel like I sound so stupid saying that. I took some sleep meds the other night and ended up getting up the courage to tell my husband this, and he's really supportive, and brought up my logical argument, but I still feel like I'm crazy and stupid and I just want to curl up in a ball and hide and get away from everything.