I dreamt I was searching for something in a large building. Started searching an old hallway that didn’t have any working lights. Found a closet and entered. Couldn’t see anything so I tried to get out, find the doorknob, but the door was gone.
Suddenly I felt the walls, really felt them and realized I was awake. I had no idea where the hell I really was. My eyes were open and it was pitch black like in the dream. I started banging around and when I hit one wall, it sounded like thunder.
So somehow I ended up in my shower with glass doors in my bathroom with the lights off. The glass door banging is what made the thunder sound. I had closed the doors behind me it seems.
Not exactly sleepwalk, but when I was young, probably around 7 or so years old I would wake up at our summer cottage seriously confused. The way the room was it was small, had a captains bed that was literally half the room and it had blackout curtains. I would wake up and not know exactly where I was because I would swap ends in the night when asleep [so my head was at the foot of the bed, feet at the head] so when I tried to get out of bed to go to the bathroom I would hit the wall instead of an open space.:smack: I started to sleep with a night light after that, for probably 4 or 5 years until I just took down the blackout drapes and changed them for very light muslin curtains.
My 13 year-old son sleepwalks. It’s usually just him coming into my bedroom and mumbling some gobbledygook that seems very important to him and then going back to bed. When he first found out he was doing it, he came in with his eyes shut- then I knew he was faking, that time. His eyes are always open like he’s awake when he does it for real.
I remember staying the night at my cousins’ house when I was 10 years old and watching her get out of bed, head to the kitchen to eat something and then come back to bed. It was a pretty strange thing to witness.
I do this. I apparently have “conversations” as well, but I’ve never remembered anything. I have at least once woken up in a different bed from the one I went to sleep in. All the times I know about happened when I was away from home, back at the parents, friends houses… I may well sleepwalk at home too but since I live alone there’d be no-one to report it, maybe ask the cat
I’ve done this several times, people tell me. Like I said, I don’t remember anything. Oh, and I was over thirty last time it happened.
Maybe I’m paranoid, but I’d actually consider something that would keep me in bed or at least my room. I don’t know, maybe a complicated lock or something?
I sleepwalk. I don’t do it all the time. Mostly when I am stressed.
The best was when I broke my arm in my sleep. I didn’t know I’d done it until I woke up the next morning and it was killing me. Still don’t know how it happened.
I used to sleepwalk all the time as a child. Sometimes while asleep I would dump out all my toys, leading me to find my younger sister the next morning and violently accuse her of messing with my stuff. Other times I would wake up my parents and explain in detail the plot of the Encyclopedia Jones book I was currently reading. Eventually my parents figured out that if I read mysteries before bed, I sleepwalked, so mysteries were banned at night from then on.
I only sleepwalked once as an adult. I dreamed that the doorbell had rung and I had to go answer it. As I opened the front door, I woke up and realized I really was standing there with my hand on the knob and the door swinging open.
Not sure if that will help. Like I posted above, I was able to unlock and open my front door while asleep. It seems to me that anything you can do awake, your brain remembers how to do asleep.
When he was in danger of losing his job (which he eventually did, slowly and horribly), my friend’s husband ate out of the fridge in his sleep. Condiments, a cake, all things they blamed on the dogs at first b/c the miscreant left the fridge door open. Then husband found frosting on his chin and hands where he’d eaten cake w/ his bare hands.
Our brains are stunning things that we are able to eat while we’re asleep and keep sleeping, unawares. Bizarre.
My mom found me sleepwalking once when I was a kid. She turned me around to go back to my room, and I walked into the laundry chute. I don’t think I’ve done any sleepwalking as an adult, but I shared a bed with my aunt while I was in Vegas a few weeks ago, and she told me I was petting her in my sleep one night.
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Holy damn, that’s ALL weapons grade scary. I can’t imagine sleepwalking at all. To my knowledge, I’ve never done it, and I might go batshit crazy if I found out I did.
