Wellbutrin - Day 16
Woke up in the middle of the night. Whenever I closed my eyes, I would lose all sense of scale. A hand as big as a mountain floats in a bed unimaginably vast, like my senses encompass the whole of space. That and a sinking feeling in my throat. While reminiscent of unpleasant experiences I've had on morphine, it was disturbingly similar to night terrors I had as a child.
Prayer and visualization provided little comfort in this underworld-like space. Opening my eyes provided some relief at first, but this waned and I was left in a vast cavern. I turned the lights on and, even looking around my room, it seemed as large as a dyson sphere.
Focusing on action seemed to help. I got up and took a shower. This helped. Journaling now. This feeling is still there in the background.
It seems that my sleep apnea is very much reduced. However, vivid and emotionally intense dreams wake me up due to their intensity.