I've been feeling like I'm not real, like I'm just looking through someone else's eyes. S***'s gotten bad to the point where I look at myself in the mirror and I don't even recognize myself as being me, but like I'm looking at someone else. It's not like I'm stuck, I'm close to graduating college and I'm in a relationship right now. I'm motivated to do better, but I just feel like I'm stuck in my current position and I won't really move ahead.

It's like I know I'm a real person, I pay rent and s*** but everyday feels sorta like a dream. Anyone ever feel that way, and if so, how do/did y'all cope with it and get rid of this mindset?

@op armchair psychologist, but kinda sounds like derealization/depersonalization to me

my.clevelandclinic.org/health/diseases/9791-depersonalizationderealization-disorder

bioenergetic breathing

Sometimes I feel like that when I’m having new experiences like socializing

Yeah that thread was so bad I’m convinced of it now

u should consider starting pre-emptive chemotherapy care

Y'all ever looked in the mirror and was like damn I'm really a person. Like damn I'm really in this b****.

The idea of databases and metadata infecting consciousness (made manifest in Otaku culture and obsession collection-mania) is revolutionary, up there with the industrial unconscious I think

Disassociation

Are you dissociating?

Yes actually

yes

I experienced this after taking an edible. Since then, I have a hard time smoking weed cause it keeps coming back. Worse feeling ever

bruh

You need to find ways of grounding yourself to get out of your head

i look at myself in the mirror and laugh at myself if that answers your question

my dude you are dissociating and need to see a psychiatrist
its not a mindset problem, you need actual mental health help from a doctor
do it before it gets worse

I’ve had moments where I’ve been so invested in something (a book, movie, game, show etc.) and I stop for a brief period to go use the bathroom, and when I'm washing my hands I look up at myself in the mirror and for a moment there’s a disconnect where I don’t recognize myself, then everything clicks into place and I realize “Oh yeah, that’s me. This is my life I’m living.”.

And then I get a slight sense of melancholy afterwards that lingers up until I dive back into whatever it is I was doing.

This happens fairly regularly tbh.

Free will doesn’t always feel real

OMG