Talk about a time when you felt like you were about to lose your mind.

This is a bit different from the prompt, but one time I had a dream when there was a contagious insanity spreading. Without rambling on too much, basically, there was some incomprehensible being deep underground and the government had awakened it. There was a bunch of propaganda that the people who went insane sort of deserved it. To go along with that, there were government 'institutes'. This is where the infected were put. Now, I wasn't myself in the dream, sort of in the backseat watching this happen to a guy, but he went to one of these institutes to investigate. The institutes were almost entirely underground, going miles and miles down. Except for the lobby, which put up the facade of a welcoming and rehabilitating place. I remember there was an old rusty elevator at the far end of the hall. As he inched closer and closer to it, I could feel it. Me personally, I have never really felt anything like this, to any degree in my own life, so I can't properly explain in one word how it felt- and insanity alone doesn't do it justice. It was sort of like being overwhelmed, everything you've ever felt all at once. To paint a picture, imagine a room lined with hundreds of TVs, some of them playing static but all of them are on and showing different channels with max volume. It was a constant bombardment of unheard noise and pictures that weren't even there. I remember the 'noise' looked sort of like a wave, going up and down, which doesn't really make sense, you kinda have to feel it for yourself to even try to understand. At first, it was slow, but as he stood in front of that elevator, it was fast and screaming. The only thing he could do was clutch his ears and curl up. He didn't even have the liberty to cry out or move, he was just so overwhelmed. I feel like insanity is usually shown, like in The Yellow Wallpaper as the character losing their mind completely and doing something unhinged. However, in this instance, his mind was still there. Still, his senses were being repetitively bombarded by an unimaginable being and he was just completely incapable of processing any of it. The loud silence hummed in his brain, I forgot it was just a dream. It was wild, to be honest. 

Today we read the Yellow Wallpaper.