I need help, please.
I can’t stop fucking thinking about existence, brain processes, and consciousness in general. I no longer think of people as “people” and more than just meatbags with some certain sense of “consciousness”. Fucked up, I know. I can still treat people with sympathy, empathy, or compassion. However, I am having trouble discerning which of me is “me”.
I think I’m on the path of self-destruction if I’m not already there. And I think the ending would be hanging from a tree.
This shit started two years ago, I don’t want it to turn three. Has anyone else gone through the same shit or is currently going through this same shit?
Any insight, advice, or story would be appreciated. I would consider myself debilitated for the better part of my college years and I want to take anything I could get if it meant living a damn normal life and not in constant battle with my inner self.
Thank you.