[vent] My life with dissociation
Hi, I need a place to vent and write down the way I feel, and this seems to be the right place to do so. I've had dp/dr for years now. I can't remember when it started, I only remember years ago when I was around 12 that I noticed that my memory felt odd. I even researched what memories are supposed to be like.
I stumbled upon the term dp/dr only a year ago and everything started making sense. Memories always felt like they were injected into my head a few seconds ago, and nothing I remember feels like it happened to me. Aside from that, I can't seem to remember anything well. It's like I forgot 85-95% of my life. Looking into the mirror always felt weird and I never felt like that's me. Someone on here described the condition like being "a bag of meat inside a flesh suit mimicking noises to the outside world", and that really resonated with me. I feel completely disconnected to what I say, it's like I'm not saying anything, while the person I'm trapped inside of does. Same goes for all my senses, movement and even my emotions. I have no connection to the person I'm inside of.
I looked at this list and lots of other symptoms resonate with me as well: https://www.reddit.com/r/dpdr/comments/1cf3ztg/extensive\_list\_of\_dissociation\_symptoms/
Only thing I don't understand is surroundings being dreamlike or surreal. But I don't know what stuff is supposed to be like otherwise. I can't remember the times before dp/dr and so I have no clue of what life without it is like. I don't have any comparison, so I can't tell whether I'm experiencing that symptom.
I also never went to therapy, so I have no official diagnosis, and never talked about it with a professional in any way. At the moment, I have no means to get help due to several reasons.
The cause for my illness also isn't clear. My theory is that it comes from growing up without a person I could trust/open up to and maybe neglect. I didn't grow up with a best friend, I was rather clinging to my friendgroup than being a solid part of it and during lockdown I was forgotten by my them and also even my school class. I never felt comfortable with opening up to my parents, but I wasn't really abused or anything like that. I also doubt that I had a traumatic event as a child which I forgot about. I've been bottling up my emotions for years now, and I never managed to convey my feelings to anyone. I also used to isolate a lot outside of school and I have this feeling that I've wasted my life so far.
Life is a nightmare at the moment and the best thing I can do is not think about it, or anything at all since I have a lot more struggles going on.