I have a rare form of epilepsy. I have nocturnal seizures. They are light bouts of rapid firing seizures, which interrupts my REM sleep. So for a long time I wasn't getting sound sleep. One can't unless they go into REM sleep.
For a lot of my life I would wake up in the middle of the night having panic attacks. Then I'd be afraid to go back to sleep for several days. That brought on bouts of anxiety...you know where you can't really define what the hell is causing it - or - some sense of impending doom and you don't know how to defend yourself against something like that if you don't know what you fear is about to crush you.
It took having a stroke to find out what the hell was wrong. Now, I know I've been accused of being crazy (especially in DP), but I really felt crazy for much of life.
So I dig what you're saying.
Wow, you carry some weight there. That is classic severe generalized anxiety disorder. More and more the shrinks are attributing it to new and varying degrees of PTSD. I am familiar, somewhat, as a friend in long ago days had epilepsy. He was my scuba diving buddy and the first person I ever met had authorization to carry and use pot. If I recall he also had some kind of night problem.
SGAD in some cases can lead to people finding themselves some place and not know the reason they were there or the exact details of how they got there. It appears to erupt due to a high stressor trigger in the home, and the patient feels the need to flee, then as the "emergency" wanes can't figure out how they got there. There are also auditory halucinations in some cases.
We no longer use the term 'crazy' and not out of political correctness, it is because getting adequate treatment fast enough is a nightmare, so who is crazy, us who know we need it, or the system that won't deliver? since my diagnosis I have seen how bad things can get, I have been there myself. Because you see, our first line of defense, the first responders are the police. So now you have people with guns in your home.
Thank God that the former police chief saw that we do not have a crime problem, we have a disorder problem. The worst statistic, he pointed out, was mental health cases who were either shot to death by police or ended up in some physical injury, serious charges etc. Jimmy Chou stood up and said "we are not in the business of harming people, we need to change." He made training of mental health or medication cases a priority. Now, when they come, they come in nice and easy, friendly and assuring the "patient' that they are there for his
safety. It was an awesome leap forward in policing and he put his career on the line with it.
recently, there was a forum about what to do with the "growing problem". When I spoke, I casually mentioned that there is something wrong with a care system where the police are the main line of support, and went on a rant a bit of a rant which concluded with me noting that things were so sloppy that the only thing they had to read in the waiting room staging area was a variety of pamphlets about horrible and deadly diseases...."just what a depressant, potential suicide needs to see. Can't you at least steal someone's old copies of National Geographic."