My nights in the institute were restless andsuffocating.What little sleep that I was able to get was filles with nightmares. I had one reoccuring dream about worms.
The place in my dream was never specific, some random building or in my bed at home, or often in the halls of the ward. All of the sudden I would see vien colored insects(worms) crawling underneath my skin. They creeped.
Trying to get them out was the problem, each that I successfully removed would be insantly replaces by more. It was endless. Endless until I woke up sweating and out of breathe or until a nurse woke me up because I had been screaming. At times when I was awake I was almost convinced that the dreams were real.