u/RazorBlade233

At the beginning of the dream, what I can remember, was the introduction of the characters: I was a younger brother, my older brother and his odd acquaintance.

The dream began in a very strange way, I know there was more to this, but essentially the first half consisted of two lore parts.

First, my older brother gave me weed somewhere in an open place. I told him that I haven't done this in the past, but before I could finish that, I started feeling the effects – the drug motive, usually weed or mushrooms, happens quite frequently in my dreams and I experience various sensations – this time I felt like I could fly / jump extremely high to see the whole horizon and fall down do the ground to feel all of it, as if I was being consumed by the grass, all while my heart was racing, and unlike other dreams of this kind, I felt very euphoric throughout (please, do tell me if you smoke weed and experience something similar, I never did but experience these dreams on a frequent basis and it would be interesting if my dream experiences somehow correlated with your real life experiences).

The second part of this first half of the dream consisted of random shenanigans and me roleplaying in various roles, one being a silly asian spirit / shopkeeper with clownish behaviour. I can't quite replicate him in text, but I wore the classic asian hat, but with a big hole in the middle; and I had magic powers, I assume. This is important to note, because after I transformed into this being, my older brother's acquaintance was walking around me and I caught his attention. He looked like he was deeply amused by my appearance and behaviour and while he was consuming himself in the laughter, I casted some unknown spell, making him laugh even further. Looks like a fun person to be with, no?

The second half of this dream took on a completely different spin. Me and my older brother walked around what was some sort of a commons. He made a brief impression on the other character, urging me 'Not to take him seriously, he can be a bit grumpy sometimes.' This contrasted heavily with the first half's impression of the male character, where he was very humorous. I didn't know his name, but let's call him Dave for the purpose of this post. Dave was chilling in the workout space, sitting on those pea cushion things. I went to try out the pullups. However, they were not some ordinary pullups, and they slid lower as you tried to pull yourself upwards and would only not slide when you got the technique and grip right. I had to pull myself up in order for the pullup to not fall with me. They were quite odd, and their mechanism tired me. As I trained some more, I started to huff a bit. Dave was clearly annoyed by this, making remarks, citing 'If he's going to keep making these sounds...' I finished my workout with finally getting the knack of it, and I left a well-hearted note of positivity, as I said 'Phew, I'm starting to understand it a bit better...!'

This was the last straw. Dave was completely fed up with me; he springed up from the cushions and started to chase me down. I felt intimidated and ran to the kitchen. He followed me and started to verbally abuse me. I don't remember what exactly he said, but it was very hostile and offensive. I felt big danger, and he kept violently both verbally and physically assaulting me, every time coming back with bigger intensity. I tried to shake it off, I tried being passive and defended myself most of the time, although I had the urge to hit him first – but I felt that it was morally wrong and not what I myself wanted to do. He kept coming back, and eventually he threw some glass at me, which shattered, injured me and I ran away from him to the upstairs with immense fear. At this point, the dream was so vivid and real that all the surroundings were just like in my house in real life, all correct down to the type of doors and room positions.

I locked myself in the closest room to the hall stairs, and waited, breathing as shallow and quiet as I could. The door had a mechanism where one can lock themselves from the inside, but others can potentially open the door from the outside by pushing something in the lock hole. I looked through the linings of the door, and I saw the shadow of Dave, approaching the upstairs ominously. It seemed like he didn't see me at first, but then he began approaching the door again. I'm dead, I thought to myself.

Thankfully, this was where the dream with Dave's role ended completely. The last, in my opinion best bit of the dream consisted of me and some other girl reading through booklets of my nation's football team while she was comforting me over the altercation with Dave. I woke up soon after.

This nightmare left a big effect on me. Unlike other nightmares where I was subjected to evil spirits, evil forces, or just screaming for no reason, this one seriously sickened me. Unlike others, this one felt way too vivid and real. Dave is a real jerk.

Tl;dr: First half of the dream had me experimenting with weed and doing funny stuff around some man. That same man assaulted me over a bad workout technique and tried to get me down in the other half of the dream.

Sketches are a bit of hit or miss for me, but I can't get enough of Haven't You Heard. That riff part is absolutely genius. It's a brand new power.

I've been battling heart palpitations for a good while now and they were always more or less manageable. I remember it was not long ago that I could 'treat' them by drinking more water and keeping in check with magnesium levels.

Past 4 days have been different. I had very bad sleep in my standards, especially last night:

• following more or less strenous excercise with cooldown which caused my heart rate to go up to 77 bpm, with my usual resting HR around 60 bpm, but especially strong palpitations in doubles, triples even, way more of them than I was used to, and they caused my heart rate to go up
• these palpitations usually went away by their own—not during the last 4 days when I had to take a half tablet of propanolol in 3 out of 4 of these cases. What's more, yesterday the medication didn't help completely, as I was still experiencing palpitations deep into the night, feeling stressed, unrest and unable to mentally calm down, causing insomnia.

These episodes would come randomly, but always in the later hours after I excercised. It seems as though my condition corellates with food in my stomach, but that's not a sure take as I can't've had food in my stomach at 2 am when I still had problems falling asleep and experienced palpitations despite taking a beta-blocker, something that didn't use to happen.

I also experienced profound sweating, sensitivity to heat (I found my slightly higher than average room temp to cause me problems with calming down) and general restlessness (which could've been anxiety associated with the palpitations).

All of these fall under the hyperthyroidism symptoms umbrella, however I can't wrap my head around the fact that these symptoms surfaced so quickly. At the same time, I find the change in my palpitation dynamics very concerning.

Do you have a similar experience? I'm planning to get my blood levels checked for changes in thyroid hormones, though I am afraid that there is a chance that it's a different kind of problem.