iv been having problems every now and then for the last year... iv been having a lot of anxiety and paranoia, and not being able to leave a room or turn off the lights because i feel something is out of place. im getting used to it, but its still annoying as hell. thats not the main problem though... my main problem is i dont feel sleep as restful. i dont know how to describe the fealing, but nothing seems real anymore. i dont know if im loosing my soul or what, but everything seems unimportant and far off now... i find my life is just living, and not thinking anymore, as if it is on autodrive. every now and then ill start thinking again, btu its not the same as it used to be... it kind of comes and goes, but when it starts up it doesnt stop for a long time... and when it does stop, it only stops for a day or two max at a time. i dont know if im going crazy, but im loosing my motivation and will to live to some extent, and feel that life is fake in itself. thats the extent i can describe the fealing. if any of you have ever felt like this, do you have any advise on what to do? this is nto something i want to talk to my friends about because most of them would just give me shit about it... i dont want to tell my parents because i dont want them to think theres anything wrong with me. i would really apreciate some help on this. oh.. one more thing. its not something that goes away with rest. ill go to sleep, and when i wake up it will still be there. i feel like i need a brake from life, but i never get it... sleep isnt enough anymore. i haev a good life, and im happy, but i cnat help fealing like this.
you can't loose your soul. you ARE your soul. your body is just something you walk arround in. you can, and eventualy will loose that. this is called dieing. sooner or later everybody does. as for what is real, 9/10ths of what 'everybody' thinks is real IS bullshit. all that crap we coerce each other into believing because the human species is so damd gregarious. maybe even that we are itself. what is real are inert objects. those we make and especialy those that come from nature. earth, dirt, dust, that's real, as are the lumps of it called rocks. trees are real too, but then your starting to get into that stuff called life, which is a little bit iffy. little furry creatures with big sharp teeth are a little more so but the're still way more real then we are. then you get into human society, and if you think about it very much and honestly at all, OF COURSE that's all smoke and mirrors. the only thing real about the mutual coerciveness of human society is that it exists, and that we're all part of it to the degree we choose to interact with it at all. (religeon, economics, idiology, all those things begin and end with our flapping our gums at each other. only there is something no one knows a damd thing about that wishes us no harm. but what people insist on pretending they know about it is just as much bullcrap as the rest of it). huggs are real though. as real as rocks and trees. at least as long as you're actualy in them. but that's about it. =^^= .../\...
Well, I'm not one to argue existentialism, and I'm an expert on little more than heavy drinking. However, I can tell you that I've had spells quite like your own at various points in my life. I'm artistically inclined, I write prose and music, and I've found that at times just as I can go through "writer's block", I also can go through "life block" which is how I describe the feelings you mentioned. Luckily, I have always sooner or later come back around to savouring life due to some sort of inspiration, positive or negative. I recommend to stop watching Tv for a little while, that is always therapeutic for me. I don't mean a week, more like 30 days, and see how you feel.
find things that inspires ......yeah that would be a good one.that took me of my 'life block' as demosthenes calls it.
