I was very angry with a lot of people, and couldn’t understand why. Daily, strangers would set off my temper. Living in a constant state of fury was draining, and somewhere down the line I forgot an important task. I forgot to take my medication.
As the remaining chemicals in my system wore away, I began to question these problems. It turns out that I had forgotten a lot of my past. The people that angered me were in fact angry WITH me. Apparently I went on a killing spree and murdered people they cared about. I had been arrested, charged, and convicted of multiple murders. However, I had been found mentally unstable and not accountable for my actions. Instead of prison, I had been medicated. Along with suppressing the violent urges, I also suppressed the memories of my actions.
As the memories returned, I understood how to fix my life and become happy. It was up to me to force a positive attitude in, while deleting the jpegs in my memory folder.
After dreaming this, I woke up at around 3 o’clock this morning. I wasn’t sure if it was a dream or reality, and was very worried about what I might do. To protect OLK I nearly went to the living room to sleep on the couch. keeping her safely out of harm’s way. I didn’t leave the bed, but also woke up every 30 minutes or so worried about what I might do. I was glad to get up 15 minutes before the alarm clock and head to the shower…