fiora
back from recovery
- Apr 3, 2024
- 68
When I was young, I used to believe I had a very active imagination. I would be so lost in my own head and day dream of a different life (usually based off of wtv my biggest interest was) and sit there thinking of these scenarios. I know it doesn't sound bad because I get that everyone day dreams and I feel so stupid for even complaining about this.
But these "day dreams" are so real to me and they last for years before they switch to something else. I don't know if I'm even real sometimes or if I'm the character in my head. Like, I can't remember if I did/said something or if I did it in my head. I can't tell what are my own emotions because I'm just a character in my own imagination. I can't stop it either, even when I try to preoccupy myself I'm still imagining these characters and this other life. I
forget what I look like and stare at pictures of myself or just look at myself in the mirror and it feels so weird and sends me into an identity crisis.
I know the characters in my head aren't real, they're fictional characters but I always imagine them being real and like with me to the point I forget it's fake. It just feels so real. I can't remember what memories I made up versus my real ones. I know I'm complaining over nothing but I hate feeling like this, I hate not knowing what's real and what's not. I hate that I can't recognize if I'm real or if my emotions are even mine or not.
I just feel so stupid for this, and it sucks because what if my decision to ctb isn't actually mine but it's in my head for the "plot"? It's like I can't trust anything I feel or remember.
But these "day dreams" are so real to me and they last for years before they switch to something else. I don't know if I'm even real sometimes or if I'm the character in my head. Like, I can't remember if I did/said something or if I did it in my head. I can't tell what are my own emotions because I'm just a character in my own imagination. I can't stop it either, even when I try to preoccupy myself I'm still imagining these characters and this other life. I
forget what I look like and stare at pictures of myself or just look at myself in the mirror and it feels so weird and sends me into an identity crisis.
I know the characters in my head aren't real, they're fictional characters but I always imagine them being real and like with me to the point I forget it's fake. It just feels so real. I can't remember what memories I made up versus my real ones. I know I'm complaining over nothing but I hate feeling like this, I hate not knowing what's real and what's not. I hate that I can't recognize if I'm real or if my emotions are even mine or not.
I just feel so stupid for this, and it sucks because what if my decision to ctb isn't actually mine but it's in my head for the "plot"? It's like I can't trust anything I feel or remember.