"}I dreamed that I had an appointment with my psychiatrist for the first time in months. We chatted for a while, and then I showed him a bunch of videos I had made of strange insects I had been watching over the past few weeks. I wanted to show him some of the specifically \u201cstrange\u201d ones, to get a sense of whether he would think I was \u201ccrazy\u201d or something, but he said that the ones I brought were fine.
At this point, we were interrupted by my roommate, who had come home early and had been reading some very weird internet forums. My psychiatrist didn\u2019t want to get involved in this and wanted to get back to working with me, but my roommate said they were having a hard time convincing me to do psychotherapy, because I often \u201cgot bored\u201d during the therapy sessions and just wanted to hang out with her. This was a big problem because my roommate is a \u201cgood influence,\u201d who doesn\u2019t \u201cget into my head\u201d so much and thus can\u2019t make me want to be a \u201cproductive member of society\u201d the way that other people can.
We left the building and went outside, where my roommate and I did some weird and unsettling activities \u2013 I guess this was part of some experiment in which I was trying to \u201cbe normal\u201d for a few hours, or possibly in order to \u201clearn how to be normal.\u201d Anyway, these activities didn\u2019t make much sense and in the dream I realized that in order to make the experiences \u201creal\u201d I would have to \u201cuse my imagination.\u201d
I went back inside the building, and my psychiatrist said that he couldn\u2019t help me if I wasn\u2019t \u201cwilling to do something crazy.\u201d He gave me some \u201cvitamin B12 shots\u201d (something I had in my cabinet) and told me that if I followed this simple process, I would be able to be \u201cnormal,\u201d without ever having to go back in the outside experiment.
I did the outside thing, and it didn\u2019t seem crazy at all. The weird insects were pretty much all gone by now, and I felt like the world was actually starting to make sense. Then, as I was walking out of the building, there was a giant glowing eye at the end of a tunnel, and my psychiatrist said that because I had participated in the experiment, I was now bound to the experiment and could do nothing to \u201cescape it.\u201d
I was really freaked out by this, and it really freaked out my therapist, who was trying to talk me down from it. \u201cAre you sure about all this?\u201d he said. \u201cThis doesn\u2019t sound like a very rational thing to be doing. You\u2019ll just be stuck forever in that outside world, seeing those weird animals and people and everything, and you\u2019ll never be able to leave. You could be permanently trapped!\u201d
I was sure about this, and this calmed me down a bit. My roommate also helped me to calm down a bit. She pointed out that although this might be a lot of fun for me, it was definitely not \u201csensible\u201d in an objective sense, so there was nothing wrong with avoiding it.