It's always been that way for me but I never had the vocabulary to explain to anyone including my therapist that it's not me. I am unusually calm in a crisis, but this one is the only one I remember, I take this as a sign of getting better.

You know you lose time and forget things. My daughter has been the one filling in my life for me. She has told me about many incidents where she thought I'll lose it completely, but surprisingly just the opposite happened. Seems this happens especially in a medical crisis. I woulld love to remember myself, because although she's telling the truth I can't believe half of it because it's not me that's there.

Oh well at least we're making progress.