I feel like I'm typing with hands that don't belong to me. I feel like the walls of my room keep getting closer than further away. I feel like my mind is floating just above my body and I feel dead. I know this isn't real, but I can't stop the feeling I'm an actor in a movie, like none of this is real. I slammed my body against the wall an hour ago to make sure I really do have a body I control. I feel like I'm in a glass box, like everyone is very far away from me - I'm mentally detached but they also feel physically far away from me. I get the sense people are made of cardboard - they walk past me and I hear them, but they feel "flat". The whole world feels flat and light, like I could just push away all the walls of my room. People talking sounds weird, I understand what they're saying but it has no value, no meaning. I want to scream, but I feel like if I did no one could hear me, though I'm aware they would. I feel like I want to get out of my skin, like it's not me.

Sorry, I needed to express this to someone