Its offical, I'm going crazy

[Lozzer]

I had immense trouble sleeping last night. For several years I've had a fan next to my bed which I've turned on every night to keep me cool even when its not particularly stuffy in my room. Its like my security blanket and I have trouble sleeping without it on. Well, due to its constant use over the years its became rattly and old. Last night it was make very peculiar noises, so I decided to put it on a higher setting. While doing this, I thought about how long I've had it etc and so I reached to turn it up in the dark.

I've never been so terrified in my life. With the moon's light penetrating the curtians giving the fan a much more sinister look, the entire piece took its own presence. It adopted personality, It was if it was staring at me, its roaring blades shouting profanities. It was just my usual fan, the only thing different was that it was alive. It was surprise more than anything. Its like having a stranger burst into your house. I looked at it to confirm its animatedly, then with my heart beat through the roof, I quickly turned the fan off and rushed to turn on the lights in my room. Then it was fine, and I had realised that crazy I had been...but this hadn't came in help later.

Laying down wrapped in my duvet without any source of security, I stared into the darkness of my room. I let paranoia and the muffled noises of the night make coherent sense. That's when I began to hallucinate, the point at which I had my eyes set was relaxed and inanimate as it had always been--being a wall of course, it can't do much else. But the surrounding area began to shift dramatically. My duvet cover was swamped with intricate brown and turquoise patterns, the blades of my rejected fan began to spin at a very slow speed and then the fan itself began to move; first to the right and then to the left, and then towards my bed and I.
It wasn't scary, it was interesting and I've been waiting all night to document my experiences. I wasn't on drugs, nor medication or anything like that. I just embraced it.

From what I know, symptoms such as hallucinations, hearing things and paranoia are consisted with schizophrenia--but they only seem to occur at night. I feel compelled to try and seek psychiatric help, but I don't have confident in my experiences. For last night was relativity new to me, and they could have other explanations.

On another note, my friend (who's living in my living room) came home last night at around 3am from a bout of clubbing. He was shagging a girl and I could hear everything. This kept me awake, and mildly aroused lol. I don't think he knows that I know that he was getting it on with a girl without my permission to allow her in my home. But if I mention that I did know I think there's every possibility that he'll deem me as a pervert, as after all, I would have to have been awake to know she was round. I don't think he'll believe me when I say its because of him that kept me awake, so I'm kind of in the shit. I want to tell him that I know so that he says sorry and doesn't do it again, but again, more questions are raised than answered.
I've considered having a conversation with the girl he's seeing and mentioning that I didn't get a lick of sleep last night because someone was shagging for 4 hours in my living room. Obviously, she would have to own up to her actions there, but if it wasn't her getting it up the vagina then I'm seriously going to fuck up my friends chances with the girl. Why oh why oh why is teenage life so damn complicated?

EDIT: I was going to stop them while they were at it, but I'm too polite and I didn't want to see a jumble of tits and penises.

EDIT2: Oh wow that's just great, I asked my mate if he had used my towel this morning. He said rather defensively "I wasn't here this morning".

[Hermit]

Regarding you being upset about your friend shagging in the living room, you are not being crazy. Just envious. You can fix that problem two ways. You could take matters in your own hand. That provides a short term solution. Much better would be to find a soulmate who wants to fuck you out of your mind. A soulmate and sex goddess in one! You won't care one jot about what is going on next door.

[Lozzer]

Regarding you being upset about your friend shagging in the living room, you are not being crazy. Just envious. You can fix that problem two ways. You could take matters in your own hand. That provides a short term solution. Much better would be to find a soulmate who wants to fuck you out of your mind. A soulmate and sex goddess in one! You won't care one jot about what is going on next door.

Easier said than done, I'm 17 I've never had a girlfriend, never had sex and never generally done anything. Finding a 'soul mate' is very hard, considering all the good looking and intelligent women are all too old for me.

[Lozzer]

I posted a comment on his Facebook "Next time you pull a "I wasn't here this morning" do you mind doing it in someone else's living room, on someone else's sofa and in someone else's time. I was polite enough not to disturb you, and I think a thanks is in order and an apology."

Mwhaha he apologised. He blamed his denial on 'disorientation' from the drink.

[Xamonas Chegwé]

Regarding the first part of your post. It doesn't sound like schizophrenia to me. More like lucid dreaming. You were teetering on the edge of sleep and dipping in and out of dreams. It is known as WILDO.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucid_Drea ... 28WILDO.29

Of course, you could be nuts, but I think WILDO is more likely. I have experienced things like this myself many times and I am completely sane. Now give me my pencil before I call the griffins!!

[Don't Panic]

Regarding you being upset about your friend shagging in the living room, you are not being crazy. Just envious. You can fix that problem two ways. You could take matters in your own hand. That provides a short term solution. Much better would be to find a soulmate who wants to fuck you out of your mind. A soulmate and sex goddess in one! You won't care one jot about what is going on next door.

Easier said than done, I'm 17 I've never had a girlfriend, never had sex and never generally done anything. Finding a 'soul mate' is very hard, considering all the good looking and intelligent women are all too old for me.

Don't let age be an issue, if you like someone get to know them, if they like you, the age gap shouldn't bother them either.

[Bella Fortuna]

...and I am completely sane.

[Xamonas Chegwé]

...and I am completely sane.

Do you really think I would even consider making such a statement without a huge amount of irony built in? Wibble.

[lordpasternack]

Regarding the first part of your post. It doesn't sound like schizophrenia to me. More like lucid dreaming. You were teetering on the edge of sleep and dipping in and out of dreams. It is known as WILDO.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucid_Drea ... 28WILDO.29

Of course, you could be nuts, but I think WILDO is more likely. I have experienced things like this myself many times and I am completely sane. Now give me my pencil before I call the griffins!!

And XC, you'll be pleased to know - Lozzer is one of our fellow (borderline) ASSSSPPPPPIIIEEEESSS... Sort of...

XC might be right, Lozzer - you could just have been dreaming awake or something. I have never experienced that sort of thing as intensely as that, but as some here know ( ) I have a tendency to twitch a little sometimes as I'm drifting off - often due to something in a half-waking dream startling me a little. Sometimes it'll be a voice (and I recall hearing a voice as clear as day sound as though it had been someone in my room) - and quite a few times it's been this odd sensation that I'm starting to fall, and I even make small motions as if to break my fall, only to regain full consciousness and realise that I'm nice and secure on a comfy bed.

As for your friend shagging - hey, it's just shagging. The only impolite thing is that he didn't ask for permission first to use the premises and interrupted your sleep. As you get older, you'll start to appreciate that, particularly when drink's involved, people often start shagging each other like wild animals - sometimes regretting some aspect of it in the cold light of morning. Once you get someone of your own to shag, you'll understand that, too - particularly when you reach 18, and can start picking them up in pubs and clubs.

As for all the girls being too old: Pah! I'll bet there are some intellectual types around your environs. Hell, I might even offer to do the honours for you myself - but I'm afraid I couldn't offer anything with strings as it stands. And I'm guessing you want a nice girlfriend, right?

[Lozzer]

Regarding the first part of your post. It doesn't sound like schizophrenia to me. More like lucid dreaming. You were teetering on the edge of sleep and dipping in and out of dreams. It is known as WILDO.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucid_Drea ... 28WILDO.29

Of course, you could be nuts, but I think WILDO is more likely. I have experienced things like this myself many times and I am completely sane. Now give me my pencil before I call the griffins!!

No, I was completely awake. I was not suffering from any form of paralysis.

[Lozzer]

As for your friend shagging - hey, it's just shagging. The only impolite thing is that he didn't ask for permission first to use the premises and interrupted your sleep. As you get older, you'll start to appreciate that, particularly when drink's involved, people often start shagging each other like wild animals - sometimes regretting some aspect of it in the cold light of morning. Once you get someone of your own to shag, you'll understand that, too - particularly when you reach 18, and can start picking them up in pubs and clubs.

As for all the girls being too old: Pah! I'll bet there are some intellectual types around your environs. Hell, I might even offer to do the honours for you myself - but I'm afraid I couldn't offer anything with strings as it stands. And I'm guessing you want a nice girlfriend, right?

No really, I've been having it for years. When I was 13 my friend lost her virginity on my bed to some spotty dude. I had to clean up the blood, and she had to get an abortion. Another time some girl was boned on my bed by another friend after they had accidentally let loose my snake collection. I caught another mate in bed with a lad before, and then the lads uncle got with her too. The sofa bed downstairs used last night, has had many people on it. But I'm out of my crazy days of tolerance and its beginning to bug me. I've had 4 years of 'envy'. One chap I knew had laid over 40 girls by the age of 14, by now I have no idea how many.

lol and again, no really, every girl my age is either retarded or retarded. 'Intellectual' teenage girls do not exist. I know one, but she's married--not so smart eh?
I don't want to be friends with no girl omg we have something in common, I also hate strings :twisted:

[Gawdzilla Sama]

. . . all the good looking and intelligent women are all too old for me.

Lozzer, I was fourteen when I lost my virginity to a MILF. You gotta get out there, they won't come to you. (Or, if they do, they'll be shagging someone else in your livingroom.)

[lordpasternack]

Can you make it to Manchester?

As per being "crazy" - many notable figures have been documented, on occasion, to have gone a bit awry in the head occasionally. You may like these quotes: http://www.notable-quotes.com/m/madness_quotes.html

Also - I had a brief "mad spell" when I was around 13, during the summer holidays - and I'm not sure quite what spurred it, but I started thinking that I was being pursued by some evil presence that might have the capacity to tune into my thoughts, and it resided in the cupboard at the back of my room at night - and I had a few mild hallucinations of the faces in my posters sort of "melting" and contorting, and the eyes blinking and stuff. I drew crosses on all my posters ( ) and would sometimes sit up all night until it was dawn outside and hence "safe" to sleep.

I would often hear muffled murmuring sounds at night. I can't be sure whether that was the person down below just watching the telly or listening to the radio - but it did sort of mix in with my strange mindset at that time.

I'm usually loathe to discuss that little spell of my life, because I'm actually, as you might imagine, a bit sort of ashamed about it and worried what people will think. It was a very brief spell, and has never recurred in any guise, except mildly when I've been high on certain substances, on my own and sleep deprived. For whatever reason, I'm a lot more at ease talking about the bouts of depression I've passed through in my short time.

[Lozzer]

. . . all the good looking and intelligent women are all too old for me.

Lozzer, I was fourteen when I lost my virginity to a MILF. You gotta get out there, they won't come to you. (Or, if they do, they'll be shagging someone else in your livingroom.)

Ah the good ole' days when women could have sex with children without fear of reprisals. I've tried that.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

. . . all the good looking and intelligent women are all too old for me.

Lozzer, I was fourteen when I lost my virginity to a MILF. You gotta get out there, they won't come to you. (Or, if they do, they'll be shagging someone else in your livingroom.)

Ah the good ole' days when women could have sex with children without fear of reprisals. I've tried that.

No reprisals?