The world feels completely different to how I always thought it would feel when I was a child. When I imagined my future, I didn't think I would see the world like I do. In some ways I think I'm lucky because if I'm in the right place, in the right mood, it feels beautiful, and those of us with this disorder might be the only people who can see it this way...
But my life often feel unreal, and so does the world. The other day I was walking home, and suddenly it felt right - it felt real. I live in a dissociated world, which is mostly confusing but also beautiful, and sometimes I get glimpses of reality, and these glimpses give me hope and make me quite happy, but they don't usually last very long.
It feels like I'm never fully awake. But I want to wake up. I want to experience reality.
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