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jude's little life </3
- Feb 16, 2026
- 6
honestly don't know if these experiences were some mild serotonin syndrome or just a really bad anxiety spiral or what. but I've had a consistent experience on high doses of shrooms and/or weed where I'll start to kinda lose it, get stuck in my own head for hours, and convince myself of some completely insane scenario.
the latest time I convinced myself that life wasn't real, I was actually cryogenically frozen for an experiment and I was waking up. I could hear a man shouting how it shouldn't be possible, my parents crying, someone tapping on the glass of my cryogenic tube. It wasn't clear as day or anything, but I swear I could hear it, like it was just muffled. There was music in the background, something playing on TVs meant to keep me calm and asleep. I think it was my memories. But all I could hear was the thumping of the heart monitors. And I couldn't stop shivering. I was scared to think about it too much, fearing that I would wake up in that cryogenic tube and being unable to get back to my reality. My reality that, at the time, I fully believed must've been a lie. I'd rather keep living in denial apparently.
it sounds like a shitty dream or night terror but I was fully awake and believing that shit. even the stupidest parts like hearing from my parents that I was still in love with my ex and we would come back together to create these great things and technology together. stupid fucking brain.
probably a sign I'm pushing my mind beyond its limits with the SSRIs and alc and nic and weed but honest to fuck I don't really care. if I'm going to die, I'll go out chilling at least
the latest time I convinced myself that life wasn't real, I was actually cryogenically frozen for an experiment and I was waking up. I could hear a man shouting how it shouldn't be possible, my parents crying, someone tapping on the glass of my cryogenic tube. It wasn't clear as day or anything, but I swear I could hear it, like it was just muffled. There was music in the background, something playing on TVs meant to keep me calm and asleep. I think it was my memories. But all I could hear was the thumping of the heart monitors. And I couldn't stop shivering. I was scared to think about it too much, fearing that I would wake up in that cryogenic tube and being unable to get back to my reality. My reality that, at the time, I fully believed must've been a lie. I'd rather keep living in denial apparently.
it sounds like a shitty dream or night terror but I was fully awake and believing that shit. even the stupidest parts like hearing from my parents that I was still in love with my ex and we would come back together to create these great things and technology together. stupid fucking brain.
probably a sign I'm pushing my mind beyond its limits with the SSRIs and alc and nic and weed but honest to fuck I don't really care. if I'm going to die, I'll go out chilling at least
