I think the scariest part of delusions is when you actually remember after the fact and you're so mortified that you go, "Why oh why did my brain do this to me?" It's a pretty horrible feeling. But I've come to the point where I'm distant enough from the situation to analyze it more readily (for accounts and essays like this one).

Thanks for sharing your experiences with me. It's not an easy thing to do - almost like you're "outing" yourself in some way. I'm glad for you that yours "faded" away, almost. For me, I was basically told that my psychosis would be occurring in cycles if I didn't take my medication. And I don't deviate anymore since I don't want to go back to where - and what - I was.

"Normal" - for lack of a better term - people don't understand, but I'm glad there was someone out there who can empathize. Again, it's not easy to share things like this. Thanks for commenting and making me feel heard and seen.