I was sort of away over the weekend because of work-related issues and also because I had an almost continuous migraine headache. I used to have them 10 years ago, but they disappeared and now, lo and behold, they are back with a vengeance!
I am not sure why I have them, the medical doctors recommend a CAT scan but I am not going to spend $700 on a scan and be told that they have no idea what’s wrong. Which is a likely diagnosis one doctor said I might have? Over countless years, many doctors have tried tons of suggestions. But the only one that truly worked was from a female doctor who suggested that I try meditation. Now, that really worked.
The first time this headache happened was when a friend challenged me to read his mind. I apparently succeeded. Yes, I read his mind. After that, I had the worse migraines of my life. The friend, whom I will call “The Shark” said it could be cos I was exercising a ,muscle I never used.
Well, The Shark never told me about all the BS that happened when I started seeing strange things. I mean, I do on occasion see weird shadow heads poking out of doorways and shadow people zipping from room to room. I do not talk about them because I do not have photo proof. My god, if I had proof, you would see a YOUTUBE channel on it.As things are, I write books about what I have seen. Am I crazy? Maybe, but I am able to function normally in society and over time I have learned to tell the difference between so-called “reality” and “hallucination”.
I do not have PTSD because I have never been in a shooting conflict in this lifetime. I have also not be subjected to explosions at close quarters like my prof, he is slightly deaf in one ear because a bomb, I think, exploded close to him in Iraq.
I am able to function because over time I have learned to differentiate so-called normative “reality” from the strange stuff. People are ok as long as I do not really talk about it and pretend everything is normal.
But, the weekend was particularly bad because the moment I closed my eyes for a snooze on my bed, I saw a man yelling at me. It was so real, that I would have jumped up but, I knew from experience that it was not real. I sort of turned in bed to “turn my back” so to speak,
I thought that was the end of that when the shouting stopped. However, I was assaulted by images of a black-faced female Tangki (indigenous spirit medium) who stood over me.glaring and I later found myself in a limestone cave where she was in attendance at a ceremony and was sitting in a swing. I think she was Asian, maybe Chinese, but she had an awful black face. I think she was being “ridden by” a deity from Chinese hell.
I did not stay to view the entire ceremony, but I know what the cave looked like, perhaps they were the Batu caves in Malaysia, I am not too sure because I have only been there once.
It was more or less like that for the whole weekend. My BFF said I was likely experiencing terrible hormonal surges cos of my period. (I have nasty periods….)
Good grief, I am over 40 and I thought that I had this nonsense beat over 10 years ago!
I have never told my prof or anyone apart from my BFF and close friends about this, cos, looking like a loony is no good for anyone’s career.
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