Ok...I'm trying to keep my posting here to a minimum at the moment because right now, I'm not in the best headspace, and stuff I post is getting ranty and irate and y'all don't need to be dealing with me going through a quarter life crisis.
It's just...you guys seem to listen and offer good advice. And I'm worried about myself right now. I feel like I might be going mad.
I have a bit of a habit of going weird in the head when I get stressed out. I get frightened and defensive and scary angry. I have to try and keep myself in check a lot because goddamn I don't want to have a throwing things around and screaming episode in public. Or in private, admittedly, it's all a bit shameful. Dane can usually snap me out of those episodes, strangely enough, by pissing me off until I cry. Or waiting for me to rampage out.
Lately though...I kind of zone out of reality? I'm not seeing stuff or anything, but I'll be going about my day and suddenly everything feels like it's not real. I get this feeling like I'm walking around in a dream or that reality suddenly went sideways. Sometimes it feels like I'm in a book...everything happening around me seems kind of pale or faded, or like it's happening a long way off. It's started happening at work. I'll go on break and suddenly I'm sitting in the car park smoking and nothing's normal. I don't know how to describe it in a way that makes sense. Colours are sharper and more defined, but sound is dull and muted and I almost never remember the conversations I have. Sometimes I'm entirely zoned out for hours.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not hallucinating or anything, and I know that everything is real...it just feels like it isn't? I don't want to tell people what's happening because lets face it "the world doesn't feel real to me sometimes" is basically a great way of saying "I'm a complete basket case, either pity me or treat me with a weird mix of horror and shame guys!"
I don't know what to do, really. Don't have money to see the psych anymore. I think you're supposed to have 12 free visits a year or something, but apparently that doesn't apply to me anymore somehow?
I don't really know why I posted. What do I do? Am I going mental? I'm afraid I'm close to breakdown point again. I don't want to have a suicidal episode again, but christ, I'm getting tired of being a headcase.
It's just...you guys seem to listen and offer good advice. And I'm worried about myself right now. I feel like I might be going mad.
I have a bit of a habit of going weird in the head when I get stressed out. I get frightened and defensive and scary angry. I have to try and keep myself in check a lot because goddamn I don't want to have a throwing things around and screaming episode in public. Or in private, admittedly, it's all a bit shameful. Dane can usually snap me out of those episodes, strangely enough, by pissing me off until I cry. Or waiting for me to rampage out.
Lately though...I kind of zone out of reality? I'm not seeing stuff or anything, but I'll be going about my day and suddenly everything feels like it's not real. I get this feeling like I'm walking around in a dream or that reality suddenly went sideways. Sometimes it feels like I'm in a book...everything happening around me seems kind of pale or faded, or like it's happening a long way off. It's started happening at work. I'll go on break and suddenly I'm sitting in the car park smoking and nothing's normal. I don't know how to describe it in a way that makes sense. Colours are sharper and more defined, but sound is dull and muted and I almost never remember the conversations I have. Sometimes I'm entirely zoned out for hours.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not hallucinating or anything, and I know that everything is real...it just feels like it isn't? I don't want to tell people what's happening because lets face it "the world doesn't feel real to me sometimes" is basically a great way of saying "I'm a complete basket case, either pity me or treat me with a weird mix of horror and shame guys!"
I don't know what to do, really. Don't have money to see the psych anymore. I think you're supposed to have 12 free visits a year or something, but apparently that doesn't apply to me anymore somehow?
I don't really know why I posted. What do I do? Am I going mental? I'm afraid I'm close to breakdown point again. I don't want to have a suicidal episode again, but christ, I'm getting tired of being a headcase.


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