This may be a long post so get ready to read!
So recently, my therapist prescribed some medicineactual name removed. Quote from guidelines = "If you want to discuss a substance in relation to LD’s it is only allowed if it is safe, legal and freely available. " So let’s keep it general and have NO mention of actual medicines. This topic could be removed if it gets out of hand.. I have been taking it for about 3 or 4 days now and found a difference in my dreams. I used to dream out me being trapped and feel like I’m imprisoned at school, and always lose things, but now yesterday I had a lucid dream were I ditched school, and started doing parkour, something I never do. I think I had felt free and could do whatever I want. I had made my way back at school and this kid started yelling at me, he said that “They know your gone.” I knew exactly what he was talking about, so I dashed back too school hoping that I would make it back and act like I was never gone. I had found a bike and started driving to school. I was driving to the bike rake to park my bike and there was the entire school waiting outside for me, they was silent. I started walking past them. And one of them whispered “Their waiting for you” As soon as I entered the school, I noticed I was in this room. Inside this room was a dresser and a book on top of it, I was sitting on a bed. Then I noticed the principle talking to me, I could not hear what he was saying. I did not understand why I was in this room, then the dream ended.
I also had a really weird dream were I saw my dogs puppys everywere, I was going to pick all of them up but then decided to get help, I was running to the office to call my father but my uncle had came out of the boys restroom and said he would help me, as we went outside. I saw this kid pick one of the puppies up and started punching it repeatedly. This really pissed me off so I went in this furious rage and ended up being lucid. I then started beating the living soul out of this student and I ended up knocking him out, I remember picking up one of the puppys and my uncle picking up the rest. I remember running to the lunch room were the exit is. I saw this man and he said, I have to fur. He was holding all the puppies skin or fur whatever you want to call it, so somehow he had skinned all the puppies and I felt really really sad, So I charged at this man in the most rage I’ve ever had in my life. but as soon as I approached him he pulled out a pistol and put it on my head, I told him “COME ON KILL ME OR I WILL KILL YOU!!!” He had pulled the trigger but I did not die, I know I would not die. Now I had grabbed his arm and threw him against the wall. I must have threw him really hard because he was dead.
So guys, do you think this medication is effecting my dreams?