I just have these intense moments of utter "non-beingness". Does that mean anything to anyone? I am so afraid that I am someone's hallucination. I feel so out of touch with reality. Is "reality real"? I am so afraid. I am flotsam and jetsam at large in an eternity of cold, dark, emptiness. All the necessities of life are burdensome and empty of any meaning. I try to cling to God to see me through these times. Do you feel it too?