waking up
I woke up this morning in a different state of mind or something. Part of my mind was declarative and the other part was asking questions and when that started, I felt funny. I thought I was going to explode! So I called my aunt and uncle and asked them how much Immodium Advanced is too much Immodium Advanced. Well, I had taken an okay amount, but something still wasn't right. I waited it out for 20 minutes before I called and I still didn't feel emotionally right! I felt like a fuckin' schizo or something. I thought I had snapped or something. I didn't understand one thing that I was thinking. I still feel that way and I just don't understand it. So yeah, I'm going to call them back later on and just say I'm feeling okay. It felt better to just talk about other stuff with my aunt. we talked about my cousins and all. that helped just to get my mind off of it.
I'm still curious about what it is that I feel but my mind is dictatoring that questioning part of my mind. "Just deal with it. Don't ask questions. Get it done." and I don't know what IT is. So yeah, I got scared, and all that. I think I handled it properly by talking to someone I COULD talk to. I couldn't ever talk to my parents about this.
My mind won't answer any questions I have. It's not rationalizing or doing any type of defense mechanism. It's battling stuff out. I hate it.
Somebody tell me if they've ever woken up confused or feeling like this before because I don't know what to do, what to think, or anything. I hate it.
I want to cry but my mind is saying it's against that too. My mind wants me to be "FLAT" but my body won't hear of it.
If you've felt this way, please comment. I doubt anyone has because my aunt and uncle were confused about what it was that I was feeling. They just started talking about regular anxiety, and I just agreed. I couldn't object to it, because it was anxiety I was feeling at the time, but that was only 1/8 of it because I was scared of the rest of the 7/8 of what my mind was doing.
I'm still curious about what it is that I feel but my mind is dictatoring that questioning part of my mind. "Just deal with it. Don't ask questions. Get it done." and I don't know what IT is. So yeah, I got scared, and all that. I think I handled it properly by talking to someone I COULD talk to. I couldn't ever talk to my parents about this.
My mind won't answer any questions I have. It's not rationalizing or doing any type of defense mechanism. It's battling stuff out. I hate it.
Somebody tell me if they've ever woken up confused or feeling like this before because I don't know what to do, what to think, or anything. I hate it.
I want to cry but my mind is saying it's against that too. My mind wants me to be "FLAT" but my body won't hear of it.
If you've felt this way, please comment. I doubt anyone has because my aunt and uncle were confused about what it was that I was feeling. They just started talking about regular anxiety, and I just agreed. I couldn't object to it, because it was anxiety I was feeling at the time, but that was only 1/8 of it because I was scared of the rest of the 7/8 of what my mind was doing.