On Thursday night after being out with the family I got a horrible feeling of being hyper aware in my own body.
The same existential doubts proceeded.
Is my life fake?
Is my life a simulation?
Are other people real?
Am I crazy and nobody has the heart to tell me?
I decided to just color in a coloring book, think about what I wanted to do this weekend, & not find the answer.
The questions OCD asks are not real questions.
Relapses are normal.
You just know what to do now.