Dear depersonalised person,
I've cracked it. Or, least, I've cracked my case. I became depersonalised after experimenting with paychedelic drugs. Under their influence I became introspective; for the first time in my life I was truly honest with myself - I saw my flaws for what they were, and I crushed all the egotistical ideations that I held regarding what I amounted to as a person. The problem was, I destroyed myself In the process - I was so revolted by the person I was, that I merely shed off that person altogether. I ceased to be me, that is to say, I ceased to be the personality I have created for myself. It is true, I transformed as a person - I became deeply compassionate and had a newfound sense of morality that was truly my own, and I was egoless for all intensive purposes. While most of these changes were positive, the crippling social anxiety that accompanied them, that was inevitable living in a city like I do and going to school like I did, was not. I have since realised that that was a huge mistake; you must to accept who you are, accept alll your imperfections and accept that they are a part of you. The past is merely prologue, afterall. We are all imperfect; it is true, you could live like a buddhist and exist in a state of absolute nonduality, but that is not a human life. We all have our faults, and yet they are the very things that heighten our virtues. Do not be revolted by the person you are, my depersonalised friend. Embody yourself, with all your inperfections, every single day. Depersonalisation is wisdom; it is knowing what you truly are, however it must bever be forgotten that the personality is protection - recognise that the two are distinct, and alternate between them as you see fit.
I've cracked it. Or, least, I've cracked my case. I became depersonalised after experimenting with paychedelic drugs. Under their influence I became introspective; for the first time in my life I was truly honest with myself - I saw my flaws for what they were, and I crushed all the egotistical ideations that I held regarding what I amounted to as a person. The problem was, I destroyed myself In the process - I was so revolted by the person I was, that I merely shed off that person altogether. I ceased to be me, that is to say, I ceased to be the personality I have created for myself. It is true, I transformed as a person - I became deeply compassionate and had a newfound sense of morality that was truly my own, and I was egoless for all intensive purposes. While most of these changes were positive, the crippling social anxiety that accompanied them, that was inevitable living in a city like I do and going to school like I did, was not. I have since realised that that was a huge mistake; you must to accept who you are, accept alll your imperfections and accept that they are a part of you. The past is merely prologue, afterall. We are all imperfect; it is true, you could live like a buddhist and exist in a state of absolute nonduality, but that is not a human life. We all have our faults, and yet they are the very things that heighten our virtues. Do not be revolted by the person you are, my depersonalised friend. Embody yourself, with all your inperfections, every single day. Depersonalisation is wisdom; it is knowing what you truly are, however it must bever be forgotten that the personality is protection - recognise that the two are distinct, and alternate between them as you see fit.
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