This is the usual for the DPDR sufferer. My DPDR manifests itself not as a feeling of “detachment” from my surroundings, but as a feeling that “I’m not really there”, “I act, I think, I feel, but I am not really conscious of it”, just like another person acts, thinks and feels and I’m not conscious of their experience. It’s almost like my consciousness has been deleted and all that’s left of me is a collection of sensory inputs and responses. Sometimes I’m struck and in awe at how the human mind can actually be so conscious and so aware of itself. How are we not like machines that just do what they’re programmed to do without being conscious? Ugh, it’s already getting worse, I better stop thinking about this.