I'd like to describe my experiences as a Vampire in as much detail as possible, so here goes.
As long as I can remember, I've been an odd kid ;P When I was young, I was very in touch with my psionic skills. I used precognition, telepthic suggestion, astral projection, and micro psychokenisis as a second nature, never really thinking twice about it. This may sound like a gift, but it was more of a curse. It seems in retrospect that the more psionically active I become the more emotionally and mentally unstable I become. I was prone to massive paranoia and insessent babbling, but was labled as an "ADD kid" and nothing more. Aside from this I also had a deep facination with blood. I used to have a little red plastic cup that came with my magic kit. It was about the size and shap of a personal communion cup, like used in a christain church. I had a habit of picking goosebumps on my arm untill they bled and then sqeezing the blood into the cup. I would then carry the cup around with me and lick at the blood and savor the smell. Now, an important factor to keep in mind is that I had an exremely sheltered childhood, so I had no point of reference for vampires or the supernatural other than my own bizzare head. I never really got why my parents never made an issue of it, imagine a little boy wandering about with blood all over his face, licking his lips and muttering to himself. Wouldn' a little wtf sign go above your head?
Somewhere around puberty, I outgrew most of those problems, and became a more or less normal human being. Most of my psionic abilities became inert, all but the most basic instincts and base level telepathy. However, my empathy remained strong for some reason. I was finally able to have somewhat normal social interactions, and was even considered charasmatic my some. My self esteem was still rock bottem at that point though. I lived through most of middle school and early highschool as a normal kid. Even then though I drew in energy pretty regularly without thinking about it. I once tried to absorb cold energy from a bottle of spring water, and in a matter of seconds I had inadvertently changed the internal temperature of my arm to match the bottle. I managed to return it to normal, but developed a bad cold the next day.
From pretty much sophmore year on, I suffered from depression, and the paranoia came back en force. At the same time, I began to feel a huge curiosity towards magic, psychic phenomina, ufos, and anchient knowledge. I felt a deep hunger for knowledge about something that I couln't name, a calling. I scowered the internet for countless hours searching on google for any keywords I could thing of, searching for a way to scratch that itch. I found a couple of dragon ball fansites that taught some very basic psionic skills, reffering to psi as "ki" or "chi". I spent months searching for ki techniques, and learned how to create a psiball using these sites.
The first time that I ever heard of psi vampires was from a girl in my english class in 11th grade. During a pilosophical discussion in class, she asserted that she was an "energy vampire", and if anyone doubted her it was well documented online. I shrugged it off and never bothered to look it up.
Everthing began to fall into place when I began to attend a vocational school. By some wonderful twist of fate my long lost sister from a past life was in one of my classes. She told me she was a vampire, but never really elaborated. Most of the time we had discossions about spiritual matters. She is a "goth" although she doesn't refer to herself as one. I made fast friends with the "goths" there (none of them called themselves that). I felt a great deal of spiritual fulfilment being around them, as if I had found a piece of the puzzle. During that time I discovered psipog.org and learned (or would it be re-learned?) some of the techniques there. For the first time in my entire life, I was truly happy, I felt like I belonged. Unfortunatly, this didn't last long. I was forced to change schools agian.
At the new school I met a guy in my engish class, who quickly became my best friend. From the moment I saw him I felt stangely compelled to get to know him, I felt comfortable around him. I later realized that it was probobly because he is a psi as well, although he doesn't like to admit it. I still didn't know for sure if I was a vampire or not at that point, but I had a sneaking suspicion.
A few months before school was over it occured to me to search for "energy vampires" on google, remembering that girl from my engish class. I found a bunch of good sites,realized what I was, and began to feed regularly.
This where I arrive at my current problem. I don't really feed very often, because I chose to only feed in large crowds. When i do feed, I feel wonderful, I feel totally alert and energetic during broad daylight like I normally do at night, and feel alot healthier. The problem is the more I feed, the more I progress through the awakening process, the more nocturnal I become. I keep a normal schedual, waking at 7 am and going to bed at 10 or 11 pm. No matter how hard I try to keep this schedual though, I feel totally exausted and drained all day, and conversly I feel wonderfull at night, an undescribable bliss. If I could only take classes late at night I could surely be an A student. If I feed in the morning it helps, but this is usually not possible, I don't want to feed off the same people too often. So, I need a suggestion how I can reverse this to a normal cycle (if that's at all possible)