I talked in my sleep as a kid, at least according to my grandmother, with whom I shared a bed...long, rambling speeches, according to her. Neither of my husbands ever complained about it, so maybe I stopped for a number of years.
Now I'm doing again, but I wake myself up when I do so. I'm usually answering a question someone's asked me in a dream and the sound of my own voice wakes me up.
The other weird thing I've been doing lately is dreaming about someone holding out a forkful of cake to me to eat and awake with my mouth open. The weird thing is, I don't even like sweets, but especially cake. The only thing I can figure is I've been on Weight Watchers since gaining 60 lbs. after switching from lithium to Depakote to treat the bipolar. I've lost about half the weight and it hasn't been arduous. I haven't felt deprived--or even more depraved than usual--so why I'm dreaming about cake, of all things, is beyond me.
My son, who has schizophrenia, is on a lot stronger psychotropic meds and groans so loudly in his sleep you can hear him all over the house. Of course he also has sleep apnea, so that may have something to do with it.
Sleep is such a strange state and one I'm not particularly fond of.