It didn’t take long to decide to start at my very beginning, because chances are, your beginning isn’t too different.
My very beginning was the scariest time for me, and from there, it grew and festered before I understood it. For about three months, I remained unsure of what I was going through, spending what added up to weeks on medical websites, afraid to leave my bed. Summer came around, and I spent every day locked inside of my own head, monitoring how I was feeling, willing my vision to restore itself to normal, to stop feeling dizzy, tired, weak, upset. I went to the doctor to check my glucose and iron levels, my thyroid. Those were fine and have always been fine. I searched symptoms every day. It wasn’t until July when I found an article describing the symptoms I described to you.
It’s called Derealization, Depersonalization, or Disassociation. And it is a mental defense mechanism.
It’s just anxiety.