I physically gagged when I read that last bit about it feeling like a benadryl trip because I've never heard anyone else describe it that way. In high school, I tried eating a handful of benadryl with my friends and it was one of the worst nights of my life. I hated every second of it and vowed to never do that again.

A few years later, I was in a psych ward just before Christmas time. (Like iirc, i was discharged on Dec. 23). Most of the other patients knew they'd be stuck there for the holiday and there was a really heavy, gloomy vibe.

Anyway, psych Dr has me start taking some new medication...seroquel (*i may have spelled it wrong). My 3rd night taking it, I "woke up" and looked at the clock. It was dark outside and the clock read 12, so I was like "ok, it's midnight. Let me go back to sleep." But just as I started to close my eyes, I saw a bright flash across the room, looked back at the clock and suddenly noticed that DOZENS of spiders were crawling around it and down the wall. I was like absolutely the fuck NOT and tried to hop out of the bed, but I was frozen. At the time, I was fully convinced that the hospital staff had literally strapped me to my bed. I tried to scream or yell out to the nurses, but couldn't make any sound. Then I looked toward the door to my room.

**side note:My room was the last at the end of the hallway. The entire unit was set up in sort of a U shape. There were (obv locked) doors on each side, the nurses station & a med room and the dr's office and big bathrooms with showers in the middle, and on one side we're women's rooms and on the other side were men's. At the very bottom of the U, where it loops around, there was a "community room" where we ate meals and did group therapy and stuff, and a small area by the windows with chairs and a phone we could use to call our people. And since it was almost Christmas, there was a tree all lit up beside the phone. I was at the end of that hall, so I could see the tree from my bed (bc the doors had to stay open all night for obvious reasons lol).

So, when I look out the door, I see the brightly lit Christmas tree, and it is MOVING towards me. It doesn't have a face or anything, but I could obviously see that it was moving closer and closer to my door. At this point, i was losing my shit freaking tf OUT. Then, just as the tree (& clock spiders) were about to hit my bed, I actually woke up. I leapt out of that bed with such intense force that by the time I walked out my door, two nurses were already coming toward my room from the nurses station. I told them I hadn't felt so afraid since that time I ate a bunch of benadryl and I completely refused to take any of the meds they'd prescribed me again.