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There's no real reason behind making this post, but I felt compelled to write about how I feel.. lol
These past few weeks, I've been under this constant impression that something has changed about my DPDR. It's like I can't get a hold of it anymore. It feels as if every second that goes by I'm "realizing my consciousness" and my brain doesn't provide any instruction on how to handle it. The blank mind is at its peak, I literally hear nothing inside my head and I've lost all memory on what it feels like to be inside of a "normal" mind. Anything that I know about how I "used to be" holds absolutely no value to me at all. I still worry all day that I'm just gonna either start hallucinating or just sit somewhere and never move again. The crazy part of it all is that I'm not "suffering".. I'm just not. Not as in I literally feel like nothing. No emotions, no desires, no panic, no anxiety or racing thoughts.. just nothingness. My vision feels like its 2000 miles away from my eyes and no matter how hard I try, I just can't connect to it. This just feels so different than what I used to feel like DPDR was. When I first felt this horrible feeling, I was still able to have the strength to continue to fight, socialize and make somewhat of an effort to enjoy my life. Now I just feel too tired. I'm tired of trying to figure it all out, but at the same time I want nothing more than to just feel somewhat okay again. Every time I try to do literally anything, I either feel way too disconnected from whatever it is I'm doing or I'm thinking so negatively about my actions that it sucks up any possibility of enjoyment. And what makes it all worse, is the feeling of loosing that "awareness" of how I feel. I used to have an inner awareness or "reference to normal" in my head that would give me the ability to compare how I feel now to how I've felt when I was okay.
It's been so hard to just keep telling myself it's just DP. As I've said in previous posts, I disconnected from my own disconnection. Is this psychosis? Is this me slipping into catatonia? I just can't tell anymore.
These past few weeks, I've been under this constant impression that something has changed about my DPDR. It's like I can't get a hold of it anymore. It feels as if every second that goes by I'm "realizing my consciousness" and my brain doesn't provide any instruction on how to handle it. The blank mind is at its peak, I literally hear nothing inside my head and I've lost all memory on what it feels like to be inside of a "normal" mind. Anything that I know about how I "used to be" holds absolutely no value to me at all. I still worry all day that I'm just gonna either start hallucinating or just sit somewhere and never move again. The crazy part of it all is that I'm not "suffering".. I'm just not. Not as in I literally feel like nothing. No emotions, no desires, no panic, no anxiety or racing thoughts.. just nothingness. My vision feels like its 2000 miles away from my eyes and no matter how hard I try, I just can't connect to it. This just feels so different than what I used to feel like DPDR was. When I first felt this horrible feeling, I was still able to have the strength to continue to fight, socialize and make somewhat of an effort to enjoy my life. Now I just feel too tired. I'm tired of trying to figure it all out, but at the same time I want nothing more than to just feel somewhat okay again. Every time I try to do literally anything, I either feel way too disconnected from whatever it is I'm doing or I'm thinking so negatively about my actions that it sucks up any possibility of enjoyment. And what makes it all worse, is the feeling of loosing that "awareness" of how I feel. I used to have an inner awareness or "reference to normal" in my head that would give me the ability to compare how I feel now to how I've felt when I was okay.
It's been so hard to just keep telling myself it's just DP. As I've said in previous posts, I disconnected from my own disconnection. Is this psychosis? Is this me slipping into catatonia? I just can't tell anymore.