I never received a letter from a magical school.
I wasn’t told on my 16th birthday that I was the only master of all four elements.
I never found someone alive in a block of ice.
There are no reaping for my name to be chosen from.
There is no factions to decide between.
My dad doesn’t go on “hunting” trips.
And I’ve never seen a mysterious blue box.
But I’ll be damned if I won’t be the hero of this story.
I don’t care what kind of blog I have I will blog this no matter what.
"Craving sensation: feeling unreal" was such a huge part of the beginning of my relapse. I was convinced that people in front of me didn’t even exist and I kept touching things and trying to feel sensation. I’m reblogging because I know that that was so horrifying for me and I never want anyone else to go through it.
In case someone needs to see thisJust in case this can help someone. Some suggestions also seem harmful (eating a hot pepper really hurts!!!) but steps to feeling better and not self harming is most important. Sending you love and light
"craving sensation:feeling unreal" those were the things I used to cope with my depersonalization