Ok we knew this was going to happen. So of course despite my protests I went to the psychiatrist. It was as expected useless. He rambled on about music and hallucinations caused by sound vibrations screwing with the minds ability to perceive things. He prescribed some medication I looked it up they're apparently a type of anxiety medicine called Celexa or Citalopram. All in all it was a strange event and I hope to never repeat it.
On a related note I have my own plans to deal with these problems. It's a very simple plan. Tonight I'm not going to sleep. I'm going to stay up all night. Tomorrow is Sunday so I don't really need to be awake and alert anyways.
Celexa fucking sucks. Sleeping is kind of... necessary. If you don't do it, you'll start hallucinating anyway. Not exactly a smart plan there, dear.
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