So I was diagnosed with bipolar 2 disorder and severe anxiety/panic. On occasion during the night and early dawn I have seen something that I cannot explain. I'm well versed in psychology and have studied my illness. The something I have seen from time to time was a beautiful woman in white. I wasn't scared at all instead I was very calm. It's important to note that I was on seven different prescriptions before I found one that was helping. Whenever I get stressed she appears. My long distance girlfriend told me the vision could be a guardian angel. (btw I don't think my use of pot or CBD or other psychotropic drugs contributed to this at all)
A women in white is a classic "good" spirit people see. Also you saying you feel very calm is an indicator it's a spirit. The bipolar could contribute to this but I'd think those visions would cause more paranoia if they were to cause visions.
Lol. My old shrink told me that the use of certain substances can cause "psychosis" and with that can come "visual hallucinations". (Some people diagnosed with bipolar can experience them too). At the same time I was told that the thc in pot and cbd can also protect against this so I guess there is that. It will be interesting to see what the new shrink thinks and says about that. As far as paranoia well that just goes with the territory and is nothing new for me. (I spent a week in a "facility" back in 2010 so go figure lol). I've seen some scary stuff though, man.
i feel very calm, peaceful and secure, when the weight and shape of a mountain lion curls up on top of my covers next to me on my bed when i go to sleep. and um, that last time i've consumed a mind altering substance was one sip of wine about four years ago. sooooo.......
That's pretty cool. I also have bipolar and I also have a woman in my life, however she's dressed in a black robe, medieval looking, and I've noticed that she appears in my life when something significant is about to happen. Guardian, warning... Perhaps she's a beacon of safety, I am not certain. She's only in the distance. The closer I try to get the distance between us remains the same. Only once have I managed to actually surround her, and I was filled with a sense of joy, intimacy and comfort. Like butterfly's in the heart as if I'd fallen in love again at 14. She is nameless, but I call her Zorya.