Feels like I'm losing it.

For as long as I can remember, I have spent at least half the day daydreaming and "playing pretend." I would like pretend I'm the president or a psychiatrist. I knew it wasn't real but the daydreaming I could not stop. After I have been on Seroquel, it started going away and I do feel happier, the depression has lifted. I'm not daydreaming any more at all, and if I do it's thoughts of me, myself. Like me going back to college. Or me going on vacation. It's almost like the daydreaming was a coping mechanism. Well now it's gone and I feel more in control of my life, but it's like my brain has not adjusted and its like a weird anxiety. It's like my brain doesn't know what to do. I've been reading more and going on walks with the dogs. But I feel like I'm losing it because it feels like part of me is missing. I don't know quite what's happening, but I'm hoping it's for the best.

It's hard to tell what's going on for you. It sounds like there's been a major shift in a lot, including how you perceive things and think about things. Your "daydreaming" served as both entertainment and an escape. Now that you are not employing "escape" as a coping mechanism, you're apt to have some anxiety. It's maybe like awakening from a long sleep and suddenly realizing all that's there before you, "stuff" that needs interaction and needs to be "dealt with." That shift is apt to bring about some anxiety.
Just a quick guess based upon what you've shared in your post.

I also hope, whatever is going on, is for the best!


WC