I had spent about 2 years on my meds, felt tired on them, not as creative… I took a chance and stopped taking them… All was well for a time.. I felt good, but after a nasty infection in my tooth my body was not coping so well and my moods began to swing. Then the colours started seeming important again… Things seemed mystical and strange.. I found a random shard of paper with an email stating the ‘spot colour’ was RED this month.. I immediatly started paying attention to anything red subconsiously.

I started to become paranoid, spooked… Started wondering if the person walking in the distance was an old friend who had passed away, i became startled in the night as i felt that people on bikes riding past were yelling disturbing things at me that couldnt possibly be real.

I became utterly afraid in my house, my girlfriend left for birthday drinks and I was convinced she had immediatly been TAKEN by someone meaning to hurt or kill her and i was powerless to stop it.

While on the bus I could swear every word overheard around me from the other passengers was a poetic mix of sentences all aimed at me and about what ever i was fearing i had ever done wrong … that i was a failure.

I was almost too scared to explain the things I was experiencing to my GP and my psychologist, but once I did it was straight to the emergency room where i could access a prescription to my usual meds.