Stop 1...The Homeopath

When I started to notice that I was having repeated violent, torture nightmares, I decided to seek out the help of a homeopath.  I figured that if I went to a regular doctor and told him I have nightmares that he would just laugh, and what could he really do?  So I found Dr Ben and had a one hour session with him where I explained everything.  Repeating my nightmares in detail is not something I find easy, as I feel like I have to then re-live the terror.  Nightmares are difficult to explain to others in the fact that when I see terror in my nightmares, its just as good as if I really see those things happen real life.  My dreams are as vivid as if I saw the things for real.  So spending half your day witnessing torture, or being tortured myself, is not something I would wish on my worst enemy.

The homeopath prescribed me 2 bottles of droplets, one to take on the tongue, which tasted really really bad, and one to take in a little bit of water, which didn't taste much better.  I was so determined to be rid of this problem that I whole heartedly believed these droplets would help me, and so happily paid the further R700 for more droplets when they ran out.  There was no improvement, however, and I had to come to accept that this route was not going to work for me.  I didn't go back to the homeopath and one night just decided to stop taking the droplets as I was really wasting my time.  I didn't know it at the time, but this was the first of many many brick walls I was going to hit in a bid to end my journey of nightmare disorder.