I slept at 5.30 am, and woke up at 7.30 pm.
I was trapped inside of my dream, the nightmare, and couldn’t come out.
My consciousness and cognition were deranged, they kept being switched between “knowing I am in the dream” and “realising this is the reality”.
When you tried to use your logic and reason to recognise and judge what was going on, and all you got was nothing but the query of the logic and reason themselves, you lost all your sense of security — the fundamental thing that keeps you away from the madness. You would be terrified.
Because of the medication, this was not the first time messed me up.
What could make you scared is not the nightmare itself, but the loss of cognitive ability.
我早上5:30分睡覺，傍晚7:30醒來。
我被困在了夢中，我的夢魘里，無法醒來。
我的意識和認知完全混亂了，它們一直在「覺得這是現實」和「意識到我在夢中」不斷切換。
當你試圖用邏輯和理性判斷到底發生了什麼，卻對自己邏輯和理性本身質疑，瞬間，恐懼會 襲來。你喪失了所有的安全感，能讓你保持理智的安全感。
這已經不是第一次因為藥物的副作用，把我搞得一團糟。 其實讓人害怕的並不是噩夢本身，而是認知能力的喪失。