My first psychotic episode was during a manic/mixed episode, and during it I was absolutely convinced it was real. I thought that by admitting myself to the hospital instead of killing myself in early April 2008 I had caused a rip in my timeline and I had broken free of my predestined path, and since I was veering wildly out of control, timeline wise, anyone who had any sort of contact with me would be hurt. I remember being especially upset because I had drawn a picture for one of the nurses' toddlers and I was convinced the kid was going to die. I even drew a diagram of the timelines for my psychiatrist and she told me I was psychotic. It took several days on Risperidone to even start to come out of it.

Another time it happened, I was hallucinating this little boy spirit who said he was an angel, or maybe he said he was Jesus, I don't remember. In any case, I'm not religious at all so seeing Jesus is weird. When I asked him his name he told me (in picture) INRI (which is what they put on the cross above Jesus to mean Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews) and since that didn't make much sense to me I named him Henry because it kind of sounded like those letters read phonetically. Again I was convinced this angel was real, I even accidentally freaked out my sister by telling her he was in the room with us, but time with my pdoc and meds changed it. Since then I have done a lot of CBT and can usually manage to at least check with another person to see if what I'm experiencing is real.

The most recent one was every time I laid down I heard this electric zapping noise and I told my psych nurse that I thought the neighbours were trying to kill me with microwaves but we talked about it and I was able to realize it was not real. And then I discovered that the noise was only happening when my laptop was sitting on the bed or couch I was laying on, so the noise was coming from that, I guess.