I can be sitting on my bed, in my room, with my stuff- and then it’s like I might as well be on the moon because everything feels foreign with no connection to being mine.

My hand arms go numb and I feel detached to this body (which is a 100% time thing itself) but more-so when dp/dr strikes.

Anxiety is often times the culprit to its trigger, but they do happen unannounced.

Busy busy supermarkets are one of the worse....big store, bright lights, noise, people, colors in symmetry, rows and rows of items stacked....

I ground myself out of this DR daze by reading labels and with calm breathing to a point of tolerability.