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Writing this I am concerned the Sri Lankan refugee crisis will lead to devastation. First of all it may lead to terrorism if India doesn’t intervene. In 100% of the cases in the past, refugee crises left unattended have led to terrorism. We already have Pakistan, and most recently Taliban, and maybe even China to an extent as terror threats or potentiat terror risks. Another group in Sri Lanka might encumber us, as strong and competent as we may be in terms of military and intelligence.
Today I saw a person from the ministry of home affairs suggest an invasion like that of Bangladesh, if the refugee crisis prolongs. Although I am all for resolving the crisis I am not sure India can afford a war right now. One thing we have learned from Russia and Ukraine is that big countries can’t just walk all over small countries in war, no matter what it might say on paper.
Particularly because logistical operations can now be conducted by guerilla elements much more effectively with the advancement of cyber skills and channels. Right now I am looking for a discussion on what is the best course of action, and what might be about to happen, and what it would mean.
Might help to put my mind at ease at least.

Obligatory 'this didn't happen today'. In fact I'm not even sure if it was 2018 or 2019 but it definitely did happen and I'm curious to know if anyone else has experienced anything similar. It's quite lengthy but worth the read I promise!
Bit of background: I have chronic arthritis. I've had it since I was 2 and it has become progressively worse over the years. So much so that I am eligible for joint replacements in both knees, one hip, both wrists and both shoulders. I am 31f. Ten years ago I had an operation on my knee and was prescribed codeine on discharge. Ever since that day I have struggled with addiction to opioids. It's a bit of a catch 22 because I need them for pain. I am in constant pain. I have been through a few of them on and off (codeine, dihydrocodeine, tramadol, morphine, subutex etc). Currently I am on slow release tapentadol but my mum still has to give me them on a daily basis because my will power is shit and if I had them at home I would definitely get through them within a couple of days and have to go cold turkey til my next prescription. Its not just the high and physical dependency but you also get addicted to not feeling the pain and every fibre in your body just wants more and more every second of every day. My life revolves around my pain medication. A few years ago I started taking street valium and was a walking zombie for a good 2 years and I can barely remember anything from that time. I haven't taken any for almost 2 years now and do not plan on ever taking them again. I've always used something to try and numb myself. I started drinking at an early age (13) and drowned my sorrows for a good 10 years this way. I definitely have an addictive personality and have learnt to use substances to cope. Even to this day I will take anything I can get my hands on within reason, trying to avoid reality. I use other meds to potentiat my opioids all the time. Usually nytol (diphenhydramine) or cough medicine (dextromethorphan). This is where my story starts.
That day: I'm not even sure when this was, it was either Feb 2018 or 2019. I hadn't slept for 2 or 3 days. And had spent the previous night watching things about aliens on netflix. I am a huge horror fan and don't get scared by much but I have had a fear of E.T since I saw it as a kid and usually if I have nightmares it involves aliens. But I find it all fascinating and equally terrifying. I had been taking my morphine as usual and lots of nytol, in an attempt to sleep. I had also drank a whole bottle of cough medicine. These things should not be mixed at the best of times but when you are sleep deprived it is a whole new level. I had had hallucinations before from mixing nytol and alcohol but usually when I was absolutely wasted.
This is what I experienced that day: It started off small. Everything I looked at in my living room seemed to have come to life. Anything I looked at was moving around, almost like they were melting. I have never taken LSD but it sounds to me to be a similar thing to what people experience on that. It was crazy, I was 100% aware that these were hallucinations so it didn't scare me that much. Then I looked over to my kitchen. There were 2 young girls in there. Both blonde with pigtails, one was styling the other ones hair. They had alien type eyes and were staring right at me. Creepy, but again, I knew they weren't real. This was when my boyfriend woke up and started getting ready for the day. He had to go to work, I had told him about the things I was seeing and he urged me to go to bed. I absolutely should have taken his advice. But I was past tired. I felt wired but at the same time I was absolutely exhausted. He left for work. And this is where the 'fun' begins. I went to the toilet, when i came out i glanced into my bedroom and caught a glimpse of someone in there, so i opened the door. There were 2 guys in my bedroom. One looked to be about 20 and a younger guy in his teens. I asked them what the fuck they were doing in my house. They said that they were on the run, had had to flee somewhere and needed to hide. They had seen my bedroom window open and took the chance to come in and hide. I took them through to the living room. Said they could use my phone but then had to leave. They wouldn't leave so I ended up calling the police. While I waited I needed the toilet again, when I came out I found the older guy lying in my bed. Said he needed to lie down. Then all of a sudden his skin turned scaly and his skin and clothes started to morph sort of into the bed, camouflaging like the aliens from the film Signs. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was absolutely terrified and ran through to the living room. He came back in the room and these 2 guys where just sat on my couch while I waited for the police to arrive. I had the curtains shut. But these extremely bright lights appeared behind them (like you would imagine if a UFO had landed outside) and then the curtains started to move into the room as if someone was behind them, I couldn't believe what I was seeing and took some photos on my phone to prove to myself that this was real. Then E.T came through the curtains followed by some other terrifying aliens. I had never been so scared in my life and ended up fleeing my flat with no shoes or jacket on and forgot my keys. I was freaking the fuck out. Trying to rationalise the situation, I decided that this must be some kind of elaborate prank for a TV show or something that my boyfriend and family were been behind. Sat outside on the steps I was talking out to the 'camera crew' saying that this had gone too far and wasn't funny at all and that they need to come out and put a stop to it right now. My car was parked a few metres away and I could see my parents and sisters in my car sat laughing at me. I kept saying how this wasnt funny and they need to give me my keys so I could get back into my flat. After some time (no idea how long) 2 police officers arrived. I asked if they had come to answer my call and they said no, that they were here to try and gain access to another tenants flat who lives upstairs. I explained what was going on. Their reaction was obviously one of confusion and they didn't seem to believe me. At this point I concluded that they were in on this too. They told me that there was no one in my car. I thought they were fucking with me and kept pointing at the car saying "look, they are right there!". They told me that I should get the keys off them, if they are there so we could go inside and discuss the situation. I walked up to the car. My dad wound the window down and handed me the keys. The Male police officer said that now I had the keys we can go inside. I looked down on the step where I had put them and they had gone and so I accuse the cop of taking my keys and couldn't understand why he wouldn't just open the door. At this point one of my neighbours came home and opened the communal door so we could go inside. I said there is absolutely no way I was going in first with them people dressed as aliens still inside. The female cop stayed with me at the main entrance while the Male cop went in first to investigate. I could see the alien people in the corridor and refused to go in til they had gone. We went in and there were no aliens inside and them 2 guys had also left. Then my boyfriend came home from work and I told them that I absolutely did not want to see him after all of this because i was so angry with him. The male cop went to talk with him and he went back to work. The police had called for an ambulance to check me over because they were clearly concerned for my mental health. Then my mum came in after she had finished work, with my little sister and my best friend, who had happened to just pop by to see me and was met with this absolute circus. EMT's arrived and the cops left. It's all a bit of a blur around this time but I remember them asking me if I was hallucinating whilst they were all there and I said no but then asked if there were a bunch of kids outside my window looking in because that's what I could see and they said that no one was there. So actually I was still hallucinating and we all had a chuckle. My little sister was really freaked out because I described the guys that had broken in to her in great detail and I think she actually believed me for a while. But then when I was looking outside through the window i could see my town in black and white and destroyed as if a bomb had hit it. Everyone was a bit confused, especially me. I had no idea that hallucinations could be so vivid. I could literally not determine what things were real and what wasn't. My boyfriend arrived home from work and I apologised profusely for refusing to see him earlier and this is when he told me that he hadn't been home at all. He was at work all day and had no idea what was going on.
It took me months to work out what had actually happened that day and what was all in my mind. Obviously there were no 2 guys in my flat. But I had actually called the police and the ones that showed up were in fact there to answer my call. There were no aliens, no TV show. My family were not in my car and my boyfriend had not come home till the end of the day.
I think about this day quite often and am now terrified of not getting enough sleep. Since that day I haven't been able to 100% trust what is happening around me and still ask people on occasion if they can see what I am seeing. Anyway, I just wanted to share my experience because it was the single most crazy day of my life so far and I never want to experience fear like that again. Don't do drugs. Get enough sleep.
TL;DR Went 3 days without sleep and took a bunch of medication which resulted in an absolutely terrifying ordeal.