One of the more curious aspects of my depression when it gets very deep and is sustained for awhile, is that I begin to feel very disconnected.
I suppose you’ve heard that before, but allow me to explain further, maybe it isn’t quite what you think.
You know those dreams that are so lifelike, so accurate, so painfully exact, that it is disorienting to wake up? You aren’t really sure where you are or if you were just dreaming or creating real memories?
That is a very similar sensation when I say I feel disconnected. It is like I am never really sure if I am awake. I feel less like a participant in life and more like a spectator. And an uninterested one at that.