I wanted to also add that I think it is significant that I stopped thinking while this was happening. It was like I was a puppet and someone else was pulling the strings. I just went from one thing to the next without any thought about what I was doing or why. Some might call that impulsive, but it was more than that. My brain would fire a signal and my body responded instantly. The only time I thought about any of it was when I was ''watching myself' while I was dissociated. I kept thinking how strange the things my body was doing were. There was no ability to rationalize or stop any of it even though my husband was pleading with me to stop. My brain decided and then the action was immediately carried out. I was disrupted a few times but then I just immediately went to the next action. It is hard to describe, so I'm not sure if I am doing that aspect justice.