Imagine feeling that you have been dead for two years straight. I struggle with derealization everyday. My brain has shut down reality since I smoked laced weed two years ago, and everything feels like a cartoon. Derealization is a disorder I inherited, but the laced weed made it come out: so no longer do I enjoy eating, enjoy others, or enjoy comdey (as I used to), i only enjoy sleep.
I look at the ground and it changes shapes. I look at the ceiling and it zooms in closer to my face. I fail half the classes because the derealization scares me into sleeping 12 hours a day, missing college and work. I want to make it stop! I'm tired of living in this dream! | |
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