That's pretty much what my experiences are. They didn't bother me when I just to smoke weed all the time, but when I'm not stoned they terrify me. When I was 15 I would read a book until 3 in the morning, I would continue to read past that hour because I believed it was the 'devils hour'. If I tried to sleep through it Id go mad.lordpasternack wrote: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.
I understand that muffled noses usually aren't what our minds presume what they are, but lately they've just been screams--maybe last night they wre for once, but on every other occasion they've either been less conspicuous that I thought or not existent
Depression is fun

Edit: Manchester isn't very local I'm afraid :-|