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I already had severe anxiety dpdr and mild depression from past and recent trauma from the last six months.I use to be okay but now I'm gone. I'm scared and I'm lost.
I use to be happy...I would drive a car, spend hours outside, go on random adventures. Friends and family use to say I had the soul of a gypsy because I lived in the moment and everyday was something new with me whether it was being goofy or just jumping in a car and going anywhere random.I was the friend you called when you were down and needed hope. I was that friend that went by live your life to the fullest because a life just sitting isn't a life worth living. And now I'm empty.
I feel very blank.I know physically I'm where I'm at my mentally and spiritually I feel like my soul and mind have joined together and are living somewhere else. My body feels tense all the time. I get confused easier things don't make sense.
I have strange thoughts like maybe I died and I'm stuck in some type of purgatory or maybe I think I'm here but really I'm wandering the streets in some type of dream believing that I'm somewhere else. I've even questioned if death was real or if maybe I'm just a random thing floating asking making up my own reality.
I've been in therapy trying to deal with the loss of a loved one and a few other traumas that hit me before he passed.
This past week I got into an argument with my fiance's family member she was acting completely out of it. Yelling and throwing things calling names. I called her out on how she was acting and she ran up on me and pulled my hair. I literally blacked out I don't visually remember seeing her run up on me. Things got pretty serious she never hit me but after she came for me then her and my brother n law went at it then her and my sister n law.she threatened to shoot the house up and burn it down.
I was terrified Everytime she came by to get more of her things to move out I would sit in my room and lock the door out of fear that she'd go crazy and kill me.everyome else around me just kept saying she isn't gonna do anything.whethere my fears were irrational or not they bothered me enough to not want to come around and stay locked in a room with even my windows locked and covered.
The next day after everything I woke up early in a panic thinking what if she comes again and acts on what she says. I once again was told she won't do anything. About an hour after being up she showed up to get some of her stuff she got here and I ran to the room again trying to avoid any contact. Once she left I came up and started cleaning up from the chaos the day before I threw things out I deep cleaned everything even had friends over to help that was the first time I had stayed up and moving in a few months. By that night I started getting overwhelmed the family was play fighting and joking and I went to my room to get away from the noise because I could tell i was overwhelmed.They ended up coming in the room not understanding why I was overwhelmed being that I spent the whole day doing things verses what I usually do.I couldn't get away from the noise so I got angry and yelled for everyone to leave me alone.
That night things calmed down but I was in a weird place I felt in disbelief of everything and highly annoyed with myself in a sense.I just don't feel here and my body annoys me because I don't feel attached to it.
I went to bed after hours of laying here thinking I'm not where I really am.I woke up because I had therapy yesterday morning pretty early and once again I felt irritable and in a sense trapped in a foreign body.When I got to therapy I was asked how my week was and I told her and we discussed what happened usually after leaving I feel a little better.this time I just felt more annoyed with my self like there is no point.i partly felt like the therapy session didn't even happen although it did.
When I got into the car I just felt like who I was with was just a figment of my imagination even though they are very real. Everything feels like that though I don't really care anymore. Even writing this doesn't feel real.
I got home yesterday and panicked because I'm still in disbelief and even if I want to my reality doesn't change I can't go to sleep and wake up okay I can't do anything I just lay here in disbelief that I even exist anymore. Day and night feel the same to me being outside or inside feel the same nothing has an emotional connection and time has no meaning to me everyday just feels the same.
I made myself go to sleep because I was panicking about my mind possibly leaving me. I woke up to go to the psychiatrist to have my meds changed I woke up late so I was already in a daze. When I walked out to the living room the family was discussing what happened I talked about it but I haven't actually felt present in any conversations I've been apart of so I just ignored that I felt nothing from the conversation and rushed out the door for my appointment.
I got there still feeling in a dream nothing made sense I talked to the doctor and explained my physical and mental SYMPTOMS they didn't seem concerned simply said it's anxiety and depression. Once that was said I just said okay and left with a new antidepressant. Mind you are even said I'd I'm scared to take meds then don't but won't give me any feeling of safety with what's going on mentally.
I just feel as though I'm doing things in some time of autopilot. I laugh but I don't feel it I cry but I don't feel the emotion behind it. I'll want to scream but can't feel the anger behind it I just feel very empty and numb but still some what irritable from the fact that I feel nothing.
I don't think I'm here anymore atleast mentally I'm not.noone seems to hear me either. Outside of major weight loss everyone else sees me as I am. I wish I could. At this point I don't think I'll ever get out of this. I'm not suicidal I'm just not here anymore.
I use to be happy...I would drive a car, spend hours outside, go on random adventures. Friends and family use to say I had the soul of a gypsy because I lived in the moment and everyday was something new with me whether it was being goofy or just jumping in a car and going anywhere random.I was the friend you called when you were down and needed hope. I was that friend that went by live your life to the fullest because a life just sitting isn't a life worth living. And now I'm empty.
I feel very blank.I know physically I'm where I'm at my mentally and spiritually I feel like my soul and mind have joined together and are living somewhere else. My body feels tense all the time. I get confused easier things don't make sense.
I have strange thoughts like maybe I died and I'm stuck in some type of purgatory or maybe I think I'm here but really I'm wandering the streets in some type of dream believing that I'm somewhere else. I've even questioned if death was real or if maybe I'm just a random thing floating asking making up my own reality.
I've been in therapy trying to deal with the loss of a loved one and a few other traumas that hit me before he passed.
This past week I got into an argument with my fiance's family member she was acting completely out of it. Yelling and throwing things calling names. I called her out on how she was acting and she ran up on me and pulled my hair. I literally blacked out I don't visually remember seeing her run up on me. Things got pretty serious she never hit me but after she came for me then her and my brother n law went at it then her and my sister n law.she threatened to shoot the house up and burn it down.
I was terrified Everytime she came by to get more of her things to move out I would sit in my room and lock the door out of fear that she'd go crazy and kill me.everyome else around me just kept saying she isn't gonna do anything.whethere my fears were irrational or not they bothered me enough to not want to come around and stay locked in a room with even my windows locked and covered.
The next day after everything I woke up early in a panic thinking what if she comes again and acts on what she says. I once again was told she won't do anything. About an hour after being up she showed up to get some of her stuff she got here and I ran to the room again trying to avoid any contact. Once she left I came up and started cleaning up from the chaos the day before I threw things out I deep cleaned everything even had friends over to help that was the first time I had stayed up and moving in a few months. By that night I started getting overwhelmed the family was play fighting and joking and I went to my room to get away from the noise because I could tell i was overwhelmed.They ended up coming in the room not understanding why I was overwhelmed being that I spent the whole day doing things verses what I usually do.I couldn't get away from the noise so I got angry and yelled for everyone to leave me alone.
That night things calmed down but I was in a weird place I felt in disbelief of everything and highly annoyed with myself in a sense.I just don't feel here and my body annoys me because I don't feel attached to it.
I went to bed after hours of laying here thinking I'm not where I really am.I woke up because I had therapy yesterday morning pretty early and once again I felt irritable and in a sense trapped in a foreign body.When I got to therapy I was asked how my week was and I told her and we discussed what happened usually after leaving I feel a little better.this time I just felt more annoyed with my self like there is no point.i partly felt like the therapy session didn't even happen although it did.
When I got into the car I just felt like who I was with was just a figment of my imagination even though they are very real. Everything feels like that though I don't really care anymore. Even writing this doesn't feel real.
I got home yesterday and panicked because I'm still in disbelief and even if I want to my reality doesn't change I can't go to sleep and wake up okay I can't do anything I just lay here in disbelief that I even exist anymore. Day and night feel the same to me being outside or inside feel the same nothing has an emotional connection and time has no meaning to me everyday just feels the same.
I made myself go to sleep because I was panicking about my mind possibly leaving me. I woke up to go to the psychiatrist to have my meds changed I woke up late so I was already in a daze. When I walked out to the living room the family was discussing what happened I talked about it but I haven't actually felt present in any conversations I've been apart of so I just ignored that I felt nothing from the conversation and rushed out the door for my appointment.
I got there still feeling in a dream nothing made sense I talked to the doctor and explained my physical and mental SYMPTOMS they didn't seem concerned simply said it's anxiety and depression. Once that was said I just said okay and left with a new antidepressant. Mind you are even said I'd I'm scared to take meds then don't but won't give me any feeling of safety with what's going on mentally.
I just feel as though I'm doing things in some time of autopilot. I laugh but I don't feel it I cry but I don't feel the emotion behind it. I'll want to scream but can't feel the anger behind it I just feel very empty and numb but still some what irritable from the fact that I feel nothing.
I don't think I'm here anymore atleast mentally I'm not.noone seems to hear me either. Outside of major weight loss everyone else sees me as I am. I wish I could. At this point I don't think I'll ever get out of this. I'm not suicidal I'm just not here anymore.