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I've never ever known how to describe what would be referred to as an attack with myself. Hence I've never been able to fully tell doctors what was going on etc. But maybe someone here can understand what I mean?
Whenever I've had my blackouts (they called it Petit Mal at the time) it always started with me possibly hearing something that made me feel uncomfortable. Or seeing it. Or whatever. Then, my brain being an idiot, I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about it. It would go over and over in my head until it was almost like I was experiencing whatever made me uncomfortable. Pretty rubbish really. Then I'd get really warm, my hearing would feel like I was in a box, the light around me would dim and, BOOM, I come to a minute or three later feeling really cold, with a ringing in my ears usually, and on the floor. Usually with people around me fully freaked out.
During said few minutes I'd always experience a different reality, that I'd accept as real instantly. For example, one fairly bizarre one involved me being present in the room of Edvard Munch's mothers deathbed, I remember it being a red room and very dark and quiet. Then as I came to it was literally like reality bled through like cleaning a windscreen or something.
I think that's about everything.
But anyway. Does any of this sound familiar to anyone? Obviously not the Munch bit...
Whenever I've had my blackouts (they called it Petit Mal at the time) it always started with me possibly hearing something that made me feel uncomfortable. Or seeing it. Or whatever. Then, my brain being an idiot, I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about it. It would go over and over in my head until it was almost like I was experiencing whatever made me uncomfortable. Pretty rubbish really. Then I'd get really warm, my hearing would feel like I was in a box, the light around me would dim and, BOOM, I come to a minute or three later feeling really cold, with a ringing in my ears usually, and on the floor. Usually with people around me fully freaked out.
During said few minutes I'd always experience a different reality, that I'd accept as real instantly. For example, one fairly bizarre one involved me being present in the room of Edvard Munch's mothers deathbed, I remember it being a red room and very dark and quiet. Then as I came to it was literally like reality bled through like cleaning a windscreen or something.
I think that's about everything.
But anyway. Does any of this sound familiar to anyone? Obviously not the Munch bit...
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