No sleep for a week: Overview

I stayed awake for day 6 to see how much had changed after the blackout. It felt like day 2 again. So I didn't bother with day 7. My body had already reached its limits and going any further would be useless. The point is that I proved to myself that I could do it. My body couldn't, but I could. Also, after my blackout, both Sarah and my mom said they had talked to me. Weird huh? I can't even believe I was still awake. I mean, I was trying to type and it took so incredibly long to type one word because I barely knew what was going on, let alone find the right keys. I couldn't talk anymore because I couldn't even hold a conversation.


Now I thought I'd list off any hallucinations I remember, since they were so interesting. First off, mirrors are a get-the-hell-out-of-there-now kind of thing. They are scary. They don't like you. Stay away. Sorry if you have to use the bathroom but NO. I saw so many faces. All of which were either evil, sad, or scared. But mirrors aren't the worst, oh no. The dark. You know when you're in bed at night and you think maybe you see something that looks like a person or something of that sort? Well imagine it really being there. Never go in the dark.. ever. Not even joking. Unless you want to be scared shi-less, just cover your eyes and keep your head down. As for other not as scary things I've seen.. Before my blackout-thing I saw a Native American on my bed who looked like he was screaming in pain and also a child with red hair was standing next to me. I also kept seeing tall people standing next to me. There was also a lot of seeing things out of the corner of my eyes and I couldn't determine what they were. I heard a lot of voices, that most I knew were in my head. It really was like dreaming. So much going on everywhere. One interesting one was footsteps. I saw nothing, but I felt and heard footsteps run past me.


How I acted? Stoned. I felt more open about things. I probably said a few things to a few people that I shouldn't have said. But the weird thing was I talked before I thought. So I guess I said what I wanted without second guessing. I miss being that way. At times I was very irritated and other times I was very very laid back. I was so out-of-it that nothing mattered and, well, I didn't have to think about anything. It was nice. During the beginning, however, I wanted to be alone a lot. Towards the end, I needed to be with someone or I felt like something would hurt me. Also, this is gross, but I couldn't shower the last two days. Hahah, I was afraid of my bathroom.


Now that it's over.. I feel more irritated than ever and really depressed.


A short way to describe all of this; sleeping while awake. Conscious while unconscious. Both at once.



Would I ever do it again?
Not a chance in Hell.