Last night was just awful. I was hypomanic all day yesterday, so I decided to have a little rum and coke to settle down. After awhile, I laid down, but I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing and I kept sensing mental lightning and sparks. I kept laying there catatonic thinking about getting up to get some Respiradone- an antipsychotic, but never did.

After time it seems that I went into a trance but I was still fully cognizant. I was in a room with others and could see myself laying on a bed in the semi dark trying to sleep like I was. I eventually just got up and went to a desk to do some work. It was dark and there were others in the room with me trying to be quiet so that we can sleep. I wasn't creeped out by them because they are all familiar.

The place was a wreck, so I decided to move all the stuff out into the rest of the house, explaining as I go, like we have been living jammed into this dark room with shadows. Lights then came on and there was like a crowd of other guys and gals in the house with me, all of them calling out their rooms. I was talking to them like we were family. We got the room cleaned out and the house in order, and we were all congregating in the kitchen like a group chatting away. All the while, I'm fully aware of the time and what I was trying to do, sleep that is and torturing myself over NOT taking the respiradone. I pulled away from the crowd and decided to arise, drink a cup of coffee and reflect over what has transpired.

This was not a dream. It was so real. I feel so tired. I had a sense of time passing. My mind was burning the midnight oil induced by a manic state. I seldom stay awake because of mania, but this time it was different, it feels like I took Adderoll.

My mind has always been a dark place, about time we turned the lights on.
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[amandalouise]

Originally Posted by AlwaysChanging2

Last night was just awful. I was hypomanic all day yesterday, so I decided to have a little rum and coke to settle down. After awhile, I laid down, but I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing and I kept sensing mental lightning and sparks. I kept laying there catatonic thinking about getting up to get some Respiradone- an antipsychotic, but never did.

After time it seems that I went into a trance but I was still fully cognizant. I was in a room with others and could see myself laying on a bed in the semi dark trying to sleep like I was. I eventually just got up and went to a desk to do some work. It was dark and there were others in the room with me trying to be quiet so that we can sleep. I wasn't creeped out by them because they are all familiar.

The place was a wreck, so I decided to move all the stuff out into the rest of the house, explaining as I go, like we have been living jammed into this dark room with shadows. Lights then came on and there was like a crowd of other guys and gals in the house with me, all of them calling out their rooms. I was talking to them like we were family. We got the room cleaned out and the house in order, and we were all congregating in the kitchen like a group chatting away. All the while, I'm fully aware of the time and what I was trying to do, sleep that is and torturing myself over NOT taking the respiradone. I pulled away from the crowd and decided to arise, drink a cup of coffee and reflect over what has transpired.

This was not a dream. It was so real. I feel so tired. I had a sense of time passing. My mind was burning the midnight oil induced by a manic state. I seldom stay awake because of mania, but this time it was different, it feels like I took Adderoll.

My mind has always been a dark place, about time we turned the lights on.
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here in new York (the one in the USA as opposed to other locations) this is called psychosis, delusions, hallucinations, side effects from mixing alcohol with psychotropic medications.

my suggestion contact your treatment providers. they will be able to tell you whether drinking the rum and coke while on the meds you are on caused this, or whether this is part of your bipolar disorder with psychotic symptoms (what you have posted in your signature line of diagnosis's)

I got methods of communication with my alts. sure I was manic and still am, but being fragmented is a life long thing. Thanks for your input. This all happened long after the rum wore off for I didn't drink much, just enuff to settle down.

I've been fragged since 5, 40 years ago. I wasn't drinking rum then! :P

[Gr3tta]

I was wondering if you fell sort of half asleep? Or possible you hallicinated, has that happened before? Also, was any of it accurate? Like did your room really get cleaned?

Hope you feel okay now,