Derealization Saturday

Derealization is weird because it’s not always dramatic. Sometimes it’s just… quiet. Dull. Like life got turned down to 70% saturation and no one warned me.

I’m here, technically.
I can feel the floor under my feet.
I can hear the whirring of my fan.
But none of it feels like it’s mine.

It’s like I’m playing a video game and the character is me.
I know I exist, but I don’t feel real.
I know this is my home, but it feels like a set.

☁️ What I don’t need today:

• Someone telling me to “just snap out of it”
• Bright lights, loud noises, or surprise FaceTimes
• Forced positivity

🐇 What I do need today:

• Soft voices and safe people
• My bunnies, just doing their little bunny things (chewing cardboard, dramatically flopping over, ignoring me unless I have snacks)
• Warm tea. No expectations. Just stillness.

We’re not broken. We’re not fading. We’re just… off center right now.
The world feels blurry, but we’re still here.
Even if it doesn’t feel like it.

-Em (borderlinewithwifi)