Is it normal that i find myself drifting between fantasy and reality
I spent a lot of my life living somewhere between reality and the imaginary.
I feel fantastically elated when in my fantasies and much more capeable of almost anything I put my hand to.
Its a high unlike anything ive known,
Like the perfect summers day wrapped around your lungs.
So much so it feels like everything radiates light and glitter.
When I come back to reality, I become suicidally depressed after a few days and slip into a nightmarish state of shadows and paranoia and long for escape in any way possible, alcohol, suicide or self harm.
There are periods of calm where everything is "normal"
but I find this state somewhat dead.
Emotionless, and I lack sex drive, creativity or connection to anything to the point where i feel like im watching a tape recording.
Its like some barrier between worlds has broken and everything seeps through into each other.
The elation is magical, beautiful and soul filling. Everything makes sense.
The depression is like those horrorfilms where they cant get away from the serial killer no matter where they hide.
Please note that I am not suicidal any time than in such state.
I am "naturally" a very friendly and outgoing person, intelligent and logical. I do not take drugs of any kind [medicinal or recreational]