I dreamed that I was on a vacation with Tinsnip but I kept losing time or losing my memory. We walked through a shop, literally just strolled through, and then I realized I had both sides of my nose pierced. There was a long bar shaped piece of jewelry in a piercing I do not have and I freaked out. Tinsnip said I just gotten it done and that it must have hurt so much that I blocked it out or something.

This sounded reasonable but then we kept going through our trip and I kept just having sudden shocking discoveries only to be told it was a very obvious event that had just recently occurred. To me there was no sense of time being lost as in a long time that I I had a gap in my brain or something it was just like walking down the block and at the end of the block you have a peg leg and when you’re surprised everyone asks you how you forgot that dramatic sea accident.

It kept going and I went through some kind of family thing where I was living with a family that was not mine and a lot of my things were there and then they very abruptly were not and people were then angry with me because I had allegedly just told them it was okay to sell everything. When I said I didn’t remember doing that they got extra angry because it had been very recently.

Then I’m on a high school field trip and my best friend from high school is there. She kept shrugging unsympathetically as my Panic at not remembering more and more frequently increased. The last part of our field trip was to be in a simulated prison experience in hopes of scaring the teenage delinquent out of us. One moment I’m sitting on the stairs listening to the officer-in-charge and the next everyone around me is lying down on the stairs and angry with me that I am not following procedure.

“ how did you know what to do?” I asked my friend

“ he just told us, now shut up and do what you were told or I’ll get in trouble too”

And so I got down and slept on the stair with everyone else.

I woke up and everyone was charging over me down the stairs to get in a line. They were all redressed.

“ when did you get new clothes? Where are you going? How long has everyone been awake?”

I was singled out and punished for not following orders. It happened over and over again.

I was told to report to a certain building but I had no idea where that building was. I’d get in trouble if I started off in the wrong direction.

I found moments to beg my friend to understand and she just kept getting angry with me for getting her in trouble for ’re'explaining to me what was going on. I found the officer guy in charge and told him listen I have a mental illness I have something wrong. I need my medication I am losing my memory I’m forgetting things.

He told me all criminals and prisoners pull the mental health card. And I knew he was absolutely convinced of this, because of my time spent working for state parole in non dream life.

I was crying and trying desperately to run away from rules that I didn’t know existed, things I never experienced being told, didn’t remember choosing, etc

It was a lot.