i was almost afraid to type this, but it's good if it can help people..
i was diagnosed in late 08. it's hard to explain and deal with. few people seem to understand when attempt to explain it..even to a psych. that's what makes it so shitty. no one gets it
i'll try to explain the basics of my days..
dissociative- i watch myself act from outside my body, with little or no control over what i do or how i feel. depending on intensity of stress/fear, i react differently - like if fully immersed in the visual detachment vs only feeling detached from everything, physical & emotional. this goes along with panic attacks in public..start to feel dizzy, escape building or black out first -
i want to avoid blackout, since = i lose myself = i'm not conscious of what's going on. i will say things, speak out of character in a different tone or accent. i never know how i'll behave as i lose touch like a switch, then snap. sometimes idk what i did/said during or after the fact, or i'm not sure cause it could've been a dream. often i wake up not knowing if it was a dream i dreamt or something i did, yesterday, maybe 10 years ago? there is a huge gap in my memory that has always disturbed me
i'm hard to know. i don't even know myself. i could be an illusion. i absorb your personality to feel like i have one, like i fit in. it's not a conscious decision or anything. i don't realize it till someone says something or shows alarm at my sketchy behavior (dad, for example). for this i gain popularity in numbers, but real friends, i have none. it's superficial, short-lasting bs. i know that no one can be my friend forever. even the thought is a bit selfish. life changes. those good people who've been crudely honest have called me many good/bad things, but also intense. idk what it means yet, but i can sense when things are off n withdrawal from the world accordingly
i dislike the world n love everyone..even if i can't express it most of the time. unless you've been around me a while, you may think i hate you or don't care. the misunderstandings draw me further from this reality, into a quiet place
i can't really deal with emotional relationships anymore.. i used to, for a few months at a time, but now it's just too much to deal with. it isn't healthy for my mind at this point, unfortunately.. it would be great if it worked well, but i'm probably best being by myself, that's when i feel closest to feeling like the real self, not corrupted n overstressed, and my mind is free of distractions
things become less familiar day to day..i know my name and my family, but everything loses meaning & becomes unfamiliar = uncomfortable.. i've never been comfortable around my parents, but now it's worse & extends to everyone else (unless i'm on some drug to deal with it). it shows, and it makes me kinda sad/guilty
i understand that being 26, things are gradually going downhill. it's not good or bad. it just is. the thing keeping me alive is finishing something to be remembered by.. not mainly, just something that will completely express what i am/was, maybe bringing some kind of just finality to this
who knows? not knowing the future and being curious spreads hope
peace