#possible dissociation

[disassociation-culture-is]

dissociation culture (maybe?) is your brain going “nah sounds fake” at any event that happens / will happen to you that differs from the norm, regardless of it its bad or not

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[genesissane]

Writing Prompt 114

“You know why I have to do this.  You remember, don’t you?”  X asked as they tightened the straps around Y’s arm.  Y nodded slightly, not really looking at anything.

[disassociation-culture-is]

Possible dissociation culture is feeling like you've layered on so many spaces between yourself and the world over so much time that trying to ground yourself just results in existential fear while still being dissociated.

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[disassociation-culture-is]

disassociation/derealisation (?) culture is finding that pretending/placing your mind in a different universe or reality is a perfect way for you to cope and not panic!

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[cancerianprincess]

Is this a real condition 🧐

By that I mean, the feeling when you abruptly lose interest in anything that usually brings you joy? Like you’re not really sad per say, but you just become bored and interested with everything around you for days at a time so you wait for the cycle to end and your emotions to revert back to normal. But until then you feel like your days are no longer amounting to anything ? Just passing through life without purpose or meaning ?

[shewillsmash]

Am I going crazy?

Does anyone else have trouble separating dreams from reality? I’ve had this problem before but lately it’s started occurring more frequently to the point where I’m getting kind of worried. Like sometimes I can’t tell if an event really happened or I just dreamed about it and with reality I’m constantly questioning myself if I’m really awake and sometimes everything will just feel muddled and dream-like. It’s getting to the point where I can’t even trust my own memory (both long and short), because sometimes I’ll think I remember a specific thing or moment that never happened, that I just dreamed about or I’ll completely blank on moments my friends and family swear up and down happened. Is there something wrong with me, am I losing it?

[werevulvi]

Oh fuck. I shift again, harder this time. I go from the lightest I’ve been in a long time to the darkest in a matter of minutes. I can feel the demon in me clawing its way out, I become it once again. I feel strange, like I’ve changed but I’m still the same, like moving into another dimension but everything is the same. My words differ, my thoughts and feelings change. One day I’ll be brave enough to tell my psychologist about this, to possibly find out what exactly is wrong with me. My best bet would be dissociation, but I’m not an expert. I guess I’ll just keep on guessing until I find that bravery. It’s possible that my otherkin identity is in fact an alter ego.