Depersonalization Disorder

In the quiet chambers of your heart,

Where shadows linger and wounds reside,

You embark on a voyage—a quest for light.

Therapy, your compass, guiding you through the night.

The therapist’s office, a sanctuary of whispers,

Where vulnerability blooms like fragile petals.

You lay bare your soul, unraveling the knots,

As they listen, without judgment, to your life’s plots.

Together, you sift through memories—

The shards of pain, the echoes of trauma.

They hand you tools: resilience, compassion, hope,

To mend the fractured pieces, to help you cope.

Therapy is not weakness; it’s strength unveiled.

It’s the courage to face demons, unafraid.

In the sacred space, tears flow like rain,

Washing away shame, releasing the strain.

You learn to rewrite narratives, reclaim your voice.

To dance with vulnerability, make empowered choices.

The therapist’s gaze mirrors your worth,

As you redefine healing, reclaim your birth.

So, dear seeker of solace, embrace the process.

Each session a stepping stone toward progress.

You are not broken; you’re a mosaic of scars—

A masterpiece in the making, under therapy’s stars.

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#DissociativeIdentityDisorder # #CheckInWithMe #Anxiety #BipolarDisorder #Depression #ADHD #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #DepersonalizationDisorder #ObsessiveCompulsiveDisorder

I learned two things about myself today. Apparently, I have been experiencing Depersonalization / Derealization for a very long time but I didn’t know what it was. I knew I dissociated, but I suddenly started having some strange experiences lately that I have concluded are depersonalization. This has led to discovering that I have experienced many symptoms of both Depersonalization / Derealization for decades. The second thing I learned today, is that, my issues with sleep may not be solely bipolar disorder, but a trauma response. My brain speeds up after a certain point at night, and I think it is hyper vigilant to protect me from the unpredictable behavior of my parents. They threw wild parties and I heard lots of loud yelling, laughing, fighting, music and violence. I never knew what was going to happen. I would lock myself in my bedroom by pushing my dresser up to the door and put a butter knife in the door frame as a makeshift lock. I was afraid of their friends. I needed stuff, but was too afraid to leave my room to get it, lest I draw too much attention to myself. So, I went without, or listened and waited trying to discern a time that I might fly under the radar. The noise was so loud, I couldn’t sleep even if I wanted to. Often, I just ended up putting a pillow over my head, tuning them out, so I could fall asleep and eventually did from exhaustion. My parents both suffered from substance use disorder. I do too, or did anyway. I quit using 6 years ago and quit smoking 2 years ago. Trauma often causes us to ignore its’ symptoms, because we are used to them, don’t think they are symptoms, or that those symptoms aren’t important enough to talk about, or seek treatment for.

I can't forgive myself. And one of the thing I can't forgive myself is that 5 years ago I left medical school. At that time I was going through so much anxiety, depression, weird feelings, dpdr that I decided to quit. Til today I feel like I failed. Like I failed myself, my parents, everyone else. I thought that becoming a doctor would finally give me the appreciation I needed in my life so much. Finally something where MY WORD had a meaning and really mattered. I feel like I disappointed my parents. They invested so much in myself for nothing. Years later I still have dreams that I am studying, doing exams, meeting my class mates... I feel like nothing. Because I DID NOT BECOME A DOCTOR. I feel like I was too lazy, maybe if I wasn't everything would be much better. Maybe I should have chosen the easier school (I chose the harder one) maybe I would have made it there....
Still til this day I can't cope with this regret....
#MentalHealth #Anxiety #Depression #ObsessiveCompulsiveDisorder #DepersonalizationDisorder #DerealizationDisorder

What is the right way to get rid of past traumas? I am very sensitive person, very emotionally unstable been through a lot of $#!T since childhood. I have always felt that I did not process everything, it always used to make me cry, I always felt useless, dumb, terrible etc...
For the past 5 months that I have been going through divorce I am finding out and going really deep about those bad experiences from past and try to process them. Like acknowledge them, go deep, think how it affected me, try to forgive etc... Of course it takes time. However, my relatives now told me that it is nonsense to go through your past, you should just throw it out and move on. My question is how do you heal/process past experiences? #MentalHealth #Anxiety #PTSD #ObsessiveCompulsiveDisorder #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #DerealizationDisorder #DepersonalizationDisorder #Depression

My biggest anxiety is the thought of one day staying completely alone. I am almost 28 now, my father is almost 68, mom 56 with health issues, younger brother almost 17. Me and my brother are the youngests from the youngests, meaning every other family members (cousins, aunts, uncles...) are significantly older than we are that's why we are not very connected. All grandparents are already gone. I just got divorced. I am really scared that I will stay alone, that one day I will have to go through everything alone, without partner, without kids to live for, alone seeing my loved ones pass away, dealing with ilnesses etc... the #Anxiety which this causes me is driving me crazy... #ObsessiveCompulsiveDisorder #DepersonalizationDisorder #DerealizationDisorder

Hi, my name is idyfix.

#MightyTogether #PTSD #DepersonalizationDisorder #Anxiety #Migraine #Grief

I am struggling so bad and I don't know what to do anymore. Today my therapist quit on me and my psychiatrist is about to quit on me as well, as neither of them have any solutions or ideas of how to treat me. I was diagnosed with Bipolar 2 a year ago and was making amazing progress until about April, as I went through a highly traumatic event, and have been stuck in an ever-increasing state of derealization/depersonalization. I am convinced that nothing is real, and then inherently nothing has any purpose. I have been stuck in this dissociative state for too long and I genuinely can't handle it much longer. I am on so many meds and none of them have helped at all, but they were helping until April and then I sunk deeper than I ever have before. I don't know if this is a Bipolar mixed state, psychosis, a personality disorder, or just very intense depression. I don't know what to do. The only reason I am functioning is because of my very intense discipline that I've had since I was young, otherwise I would have lost my job and possibly failed out of college. If anyone has any ideas please share, I am desperate for anything at this point. #Depression #Bipolar2 #DerealizationDisorder #DepersonalizationDisorder #DissociationDisorders #PTSD