Something is happening to me lately, something that I am growing increasingly unable to control. The first aspect is that I am extremely alienated from the world. I feel disconnected, detached and depersonalized. I am growing increasingly hateful of everyone around me, everyone I know: friends, family, strangers - I look down at all of them and feel this horrible sense of superiority.
I can no longer operate properly on social events, because I feel depersonalized. I feel more like a camera, a spectator of my own life and I view every event, every conversation in a third-person manner, in a disgusted manner. I watch myself say things, but it doesn't feel like I am saying it. Sometimes I can get past this, but it's getting worse and worse.
Then, these two add together to cause something which I really need to stop. I am increasingly finding myself emotionally hurting people. Almost everything I do now in social events, with friends and family, is just some sort of cog that works towards hurting the person I am conversing with. It's as if the sentences I am saying are building blocks, and I am preparing them to hurt the person. I could hurt the person in the next sentence, or I could wait weeks. I manage to suppress it most of the time, but I get an amazing satisfaction, as if I've taken some sort of amazing drug, and I find myself asking: "This makes me happy, this is one of the few things that makes me happy - why not?"
As well as all this, these all add towards my identity crisis. This is mostly increased by my depersonalization. I find myself discovering that I don't truly have my own personality, and if I do, it's completely disappeared within the fakery I have created for myself. Because I lack any true identity, I take film/book characters, adapt into their physical looks and then become them. I take my favourite aspects of their personality, and work it into my own. I've done this since I can remember, but it's very severe now, and as I say, it's at the point in which I've done it so much, I am not me, I am a combination of several fictional characters.
I care for no one but one person in this world, and because we no longer talk, all this is escalating to a massive level that I cannot keep control of for much longer. I keep getting dizzy spells. Death is becoming one of my main thoughts: suicide, homicide, the death of everyone on this planet, apocalyptic thoughts (which have plagued me for a while). I have outbursts of anger now, I recently smashed my door to my bedroom to smitherines with a metal pole because I couldn't find some money. I find no enjoyment in anything whatsoever, not a single thing I want to do. The days just go on and on. I wake up early, and go to bed early, it used to be the opposite on both accounts. What is wrong with me? Is this serious?
I can no longer operate properly on social events, because I feel depersonalized. I feel more like a camera, a spectator of my own life and I view every event, every conversation in a third-person manner, in a disgusted manner. I watch myself say things, but it doesn't feel like I am saying it. Sometimes I can get past this, but it's getting worse and worse.
Then, these two add together to cause something which I really need to stop. I am increasingly finding myself emotionally hurting people. Almost everything I do now in social events, with friends and family, is just some sort of cog that works towards hurting the person I am conversing with. It's as if the sentences I am saying are building blocks, and I am preparing them to hurt the person. I could hurt the person in the next sentence, or I could wait weeks. I manage to suppress it most of the time, but I get an amazing satisfaction, as if I've taken some sort of amazing drug, and I find myself asking: "This makes me happy, this is one of the few things that makes me happy - why not?"
As well as all this, these all add towards my identity crisis. This is mostly increased by my depersonalization. I find myself discovering that I don't truly have my own personality, and if I do, it's completely disappeared within the fakery I have created for myself. Because I lack any true identity, I take film/book characters, adapt into their physical looks and then become them. I take my favourite aspects of their personality, and work it into my own. I've done this since I can remember, but it's very severe now, and as I say, it's at the point in which I've done it so much, I am not me, I am a combination of several fictional characters.
I care for no one but one person in this world, and because we no longer talk, all this is escalating to a massive level that I cannot keep control of for much longer. I keep getting dizzy spells. Death is becoming one of my main thoughts: suicide, homicide, the death of everyone on this planet, apocalyptic thoughts (which have plagued me for a while). I have outbursts of anger now, I recently smashed my door to my bedroom to smitherines with a metal pole because I couldn't find some money. I find no enjoyment in anything whatsoever, not a single thing I want to do. The days just go on and on. I wake up early, and go to bed early, it used to be the opposite on both accounts. What is wrong with me? Is this serious?