So it's over a year now since my second time with dp hit me. I still wake up every morning, shocked to be in this body, freaked out to be alive. What is life? What is this all about? These thoughts are spinning in my head 24/7. Feeling trapped. I feel too alive yet it feels like I'm not existing. How can it feel so weird to be human.. It's the only thing I have ever been and the only thing I will ever be, still it feels wrong. It's just crazy. Zoloft didn't do anything to these thoughts. Not escitalopram eather, I'm currently on 10 mg. What's the next step? Add Lamictal? Add abilify? Coming off the meds?