types of dissociation:
- existing but a little to the left
- am i crossing my eyes or is everything just blurry?
- clipped right thru the floorboards
- what the fuck is a “body”
- i have too many bodies at once and they’re trying to start a fight club. how many arms are humans supposed to have again?
- floam
- sounds fake but ok
- pick two: harsh noise, dial up tone, cantina theme [10 hour version]
- 360 no scope
- the atmosphere is lighting me on fire very, very slowly.
- someone: “wow! you handled that stressful situation so well! so cool and competent!” me, unaware that anything happened: “i what now”
- *forgets to breathe for 5 hours*
feel free 2 add ur own
- pick one: you’re real, your companions are real, the landscape is real
- these houses are wrong
- my arms are 8 miles long, my feet are several light years away from my head
- who’s hands are these
- The Upside-down
- there is glitter on my face clearly i am a magical fairy and do not belong among humans
- the sky…. why is it like that???
- are you sure these are my hands? better poke em with a pin to make sure
- i cannot see my legs therefore they do not exist
- while I was blinking, someone took all the items in this room and put them back in place slightly wrong.
- why is my third eye so itchy?
- am I actually hungry for ramen noodles or am I nostalgic for better times?
- I am alone in this room, but I can hear someone else’s lunch digesting.
- fingers aren’t supposed to do that.
- I can actually see the pixels on physical items- totes fake.
- All these things I own are not mine.
- Depth perception is a Social Construct. *runs into a wall*
- I swear to god it was 11:03 AM five minutes ago but the clock says 6:37 pm WHO LIED TO ME
- did I eat today or am I remembering a meal from three days ago?
- I should take a shower. Wait, my hair is wet. Why is my h…
- I heard you perfectly but my brain insists you’re speaking parselmouth.
- My ability to speak my native language has Abandoned Me. Please hold while I chase it down and silently scream at it for being a Traitor.
- *lays on the floor for three solid hours*
- Is it a migraine or is it The Reality I’ve Been Avoiding All My Life?
- my mental essence has been trapped in a meat body and i don’t know how to pilot it. please help.
- that reflection in the mirror looks like me, but i’m pretty sure it’s actually an imposter demon
- suddenly understanding what hack creepypasta writers mean by “hyper-realistic”
- astral projecting into the video you’re watching, but only for a couple seconds
- only one of my senses is real
- “hey dude i had this weird dream- what do you mean that actually happened”
- existing, but every time you move it gets faster