Over the past few years, I've come to realize that my identity is an inconsistent mess. I don't want to say I've grown used to that, but I have become fairly complacent and apathetic about it over the last year or so.
What I've realized recently, though, is that barring the idea that I don't even know who I am, my problem seems to be rooted in the fact that I honestly don't know who I want to be either. I always have ideas. Ideas that maybe I should focus on making myself more like "this" or "that", but nothing actually sticks out and feels comfortably "me". The concept of "myself" sometimes seems like it's just an inch away, and as soon as I grab it, I realize it wasn't what I wanted at all. At the point it retreats to galaxies away once again.
Added in with that, I seem to feel very odd lately. I think it's because I've been taking Ativan for roughly a year and a half now, every day. I have toned down my usage of it to far lesser quantity daily, but I can't seem to get off of it. I tried a couple of weeks ago, and I landed up terribly ill with withdrawals.
See, my effects on this medication seem to be... Not right. Maybe others would prefer to feel how I do now (apathetic, etc.). I know that sometimes I love the feeling. And it tones down my anxiety slightly - though, not by much. The issue is that, well, I can't think. And if I can't think, I feel even more depersonalized. My imagination seems far less attainable than it once was, along with my long-gone ability to quickly assess and comprehend a situation. Now it takes a while.
I know these ARE the natural side effects of the drug, but it's still a bloody nuisance to try and deal with when you can't formulate a well enough plan to actually do so...