So, if you found yourself in the woods, thinking you’ve been having an in-depth conversation with raccoons who rode their tricycle into the woods and caught you a fish for dinner…
I mean, I’d hopefully start wondering if I could work out from empirical evidence if I were, in fact, stroking out or hallucinating mightily.
On the other hand, we should hang on to the fever dream… how else are we gonna have a fish to eat?
not even reality should get between me and my food
What if you have full on conversations with your cats, who then bring you their favourite toy, snuggle you, and purr into your ear?
Do you have a brain injury?
There’s no way for us to answer objectively. You’d have to ask the cats.
Ok. I asked Jake and Lt. Nog, and they agreed that I’m like most hyoomons, and totally sane.
I’d figure it as a flashback from the 60s
I can tell you from experience that there’s no way to self-diagnose mental illness. Voices? You just blindly follow their commands or interpret their nonsense as part of your environment. Hallucinations? You will interact with raccoons or dead people like anybody else. Delusions? So so real truths you act upon. Only after you get properly medicated can you look back and see all the craziness for what it was.
Don’t over-think this, Hubris. At least, not until after you’ve enjoyed some of that fish.
Never over-think on an empty stomach.
Hubris has a thick skull, that would of had to of been a REALLY bad fall for that to have happened and he sure doesn’t look that bad physically, that or maybe its actually all the stress he built up with everything that happened and not an actual brain injury.
MUST be hallucinating. Raccoons didn’t wash their hands first before handling the food.