Withdrawl

I went away for the weekend and forgot to bring along my psychotropic medications. The first day and first night were fine.  I barely recognized a difference.  But on the second day I felt off.  My brain was light-headed. I had a mild headache.  I lost my appetite.  Nothing terrible, just off.

It was on the second night, the time when I normally take my strongest medication - the one for which I undergo monthly blood tests - that the terrors broke free.  Dark and shapeless shadows, long and stretched were chasing me down a long corridor that had no end. No matter how fast I ran I couldn't get away.  I tried to scream out but I couldn't make a sound.  I tried a second time. I screamed louder and broke through the dream. I found myself screaming in real life.  On a number of occasions over the night my wife woke me up because I was so loud. 

It took a day or two after restarting my meds for things to feel back to normal. The night terrors ended immediately. At least now I know what will happen if I stop my medication all at once again.  I suspect the third day and night would have be worse, the shadows would begin to pursue me under the daylight and the demons would devour me beneath the moon.  

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