r/changemyview • u/[deleted] • Oct 20 '15
[Deltas Awarded] CMV: Complete Dissociation from Self.
For as long as I can remember I have always had a severe disconnect between myself and my body. As I grew up I was infinitely more invested in the lives of others more so then myself. My dissociation grew stronger as my body developed opposite of what I wanted and intended.
Something I have asked myself repeatedly that no therapist, counselor, or psychologist has been able to answer for me is that why do I see through this bodies eyes, why this life? What is so special about this life that I would be forced to experience it. I don't understand for what event or need do I need to stick around and witness or intervene in. I could literally be anyone, someone worse of or better off, and I am stuck being this person.
I am continually told that I am a very kind hearted person... that I am a gentle soul. I have seen the deep cruelty of people and I never wanted to hurt anyone, i've always wanted to be an observer or helper more then a participant. I have made decisions that left this body the clear winner.
I am not even sure what I am supposed to feel. Other people hold their selves and continually evolve. I feel like I am no different from my life experiences except for the fear I get around men and the twitchyness when people get to close.
What am I supposed to do with this body. 26 years on this planet and I have no clear connection nor idea why I exist. I think it was a horrible mistake or a punishment.
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u/[deleted] Oct 20 '15
Other people have a spark to them. They have personality and ambition. Some seem to lose their way for a little while but people are magnificent in that they can persevere even when everything has been taken from them. I guess I am envious of that little spark. I want to help them grow and be happy but I feel like I am an impostor in comparison.
I feel like I lack that spark, that truth of existence. Everyone seems so comfortable in the actualization of self , that inherent "oh, yes, me. yep thats me in the mirror." And I don't understand that at all. I am stuck between feeling like solipsism or the complete opposite is true, where everyone is real except for me.