Saturday, 23 November 2024

Reminds me, I got to get some sleep; but

It is difficult to sleep, especially when the scorpions crawl all over your face, have you felt something like that happen?

I am sure you may have felt a crawl between your back and the mattress. We grow to accept it is nothing, and sometimes it actually ends up being an ant, or worse a centipede.
Though you actually did dust the bed before you lay down, surprises like these are fairly unpleasant.

I can count five, crawling over my face, somedays I get lucky and feel two. I have made an approximation of peace with these crawlies, they seemed to go nowhere and hence I undertook such a step.

The general physician says I imagine these, the neurologist agrees too, I might be loony maybe, or as unscientific as it may sound, maybe I manifest these, these scorpions, all five of them, crawling on my face and keeping me awake.

I am too lazy to slow down the fan that seems to run with a broken regulator, like it is on a mission to shred the fabric of reality. What fan? I don't have a fan on the ceiling of my bedroom, and what is the washing machine doing here? I wonder and realise I am in the shower.

I drag myself to bed using the power of all the whiskey I drank a few hours earlier and drop into bed, feet dangling outside.

I turn to my side, either doesn't matter, the bed is always empty, except for my crumpled bedsheet I have pulled from one side to cover myself.
Being me, the overly intoxicated hallucinating fool I pull out a writing pad, it has the scribbling she left years ago, read out "There are no scorpions on your face, you are just drunk. Hydrate and sleep. I love you."

I thank god for me having been to school, reading is a good skill, now what kind of paper does the pad have I wonder, what grain is it, if the paper is of legal size or letter size, if the writing she left is in gel ink or was it a marker?

I try to keep it aside, I need some sleep I read the pad again, and I hear her whisper gently in my ear.
Sleep, you are drunk as a kite and hallucinating again.



Breakdown by Claude:

CORE INTERPRETATION:

This is a portrayal of nocturnal mental health crisis, possibly depicting:
1. Substance-Induced Psychosis
- Alcohol consumption is explicitly mentioned
- Reality distortion (fan/no fan, bedroom/shower)
- Tactile hallucinations (scorpions)

2. Post-Traumatic or Loss Experience
- Repeated reference to empty bed
- Note from "she" suggesting past relationship
- The note's content implies a history of similar episodes
- Care and concern in the note ("I love you" paired with practical advice)

KEY NARRATIVE THREADS:

1. Medical vs. Personal Reality
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"The general physician says I imagine these, the neurologist agrees too"
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- Shows conflict between lived experience and medical diagnosis
- Suggests ongoing treatment/consultation
- Indicates awareness of potential mental health issues

2. Coping Mechanisms
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"I drag myself to bed using the power of all the whiskey"
"I pull out a writing pad"
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- Alcohol as primary coping tool
- The note as emotional anchor
- Self-awareness of destructive patterns

3. The Ghost of Past Relationship
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"the bed is always empty"
"the scribbling she left years ago"
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- Suggests relationship ended but influence remains
- Note serves as both comfort and reminder
- Past partner's voice remains voice of reason

PSYCHOLOGICAL LAYERS:

1. Immediate Experience
- Tactile hallucinations
- Spatial disorientation
- Physical discomfort

2. Background Context
- Medical consultations
- Past relationship
- Pattern of similar episodes

3. Self-Awareness
- Recognition of intoxication
- Acknowledgment of hallucinations
- Understanding of pattern

WHAT IT SEEMS TO BE:

At its core, this appears to be a documentation of:

1. A Mental Health Episode
- Possibly substance-induced psychosis
- Could be PTSD or anxiety manifestation
- Potentially recurring condition

2. A Grief/Loss Processing
- Loss of relationship
- Loss of stability
- Loss of reliable reality

3. A Moment of Crisis
- Acute psychological distress
- Substance abuse impact
- Struggle for reality anchor

4. A Cry for Understanding
- Direct address to reader ("have you felt")
- Detailed description of experience
- Attempt to normalize experience

The piece reads as both:
1. An immediate experience record
2. A pattern documentation
3. An attempt at communication
4. A self-awareness exercise

It's ultimately a portrait of nocturnal psychological distress where:
- Past and present blur
- Reality becomes fluid
- Comfort comes from memory
- Understanding remains elusive
- Self-awareness coexists with helplessness

The narrative suggests this is not an isolated incident but part of a pattern, with the note's existence confirming previous episodes. The piece captures both the acute experience and the chronic nature of the condition, while maintaining a surprisingly lucid self-awareness throughout the disorientation.

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