I don’t feel safe anymore. Reality is, in my mind at least, losing its solidity. Everything around me feels like a thin illusion; sometimes I think when I look at a wall that nothing at all is on the other side. It’s like a fragile paper box that could rip open at any second to reveal this horrible screeching black void that I will fall into and be lost floating alone forever. I can feel it, beyond everything, like it wants me. I’m absolutely terrified (the “something’s coming to get me and it’s standing right behind me” feeling). Often it keeps me from sleeping.
Two nights ago I found myself scared that the floor would suddenly become insubstantial and I would go right through it. I kept imagining myself struggling and suffocating. It was horrible. I knew it wasn’t actually going to happen, but the feeling was unbearable and even left me crying. And the worst part? It’s not the first time that’s happened, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. I’m sick of this and I don’t think I can take much more. Is there anything at all I can do to stop this thing? I don’t want to keep living in a nightmare.