Nothing feels real at all.
Spent some time at my grandparents tonight and it just didn't feel real. Like I wasn't actually sat there having the conversation. Trying to explain I'm okay but really I have no idea what is real anymore.
It's so frustrating, and it's making me recluse myself even further from the outside world because I don't know what I am supposed to believe or tell if the things that are happening are real or not.
Why does everything seem to be so much brighter, like there is no glumness to the world. Like walking down the street and thinking I'm not really doing this, it's just a dream.
Feels like I'm in a complete dream state all the time.
