Sorry I don’t mean to sounds like I have main character syndrome, that’s not my intent.
It sounds like depersonalisation to me. A form of dissociation.
Lots of trans people deal with it when they’re closeted. I know I did.
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I don’t feel important enough for that. Same reason I’m not religious. People claiming a personal relationship with the goddamn creator of the universe are hella conceited.
People claiming a personal relationship with the goddamn creator of the universe are hella conceited.
I’d say even prideful, you know one of the 7 deadly sins, often considered the worst of them and even the root/source of the other 6. The sheer hubris needed to believe you have a personal connection that others don’t is ridiculous.
the funniest ones to me are the ones that haven’t even read their books …like…bruh, if I thought a book had the answer to literally all of lifes questions i would be reading the shit out of it.
but the majority of these people claiming to be religious are apparently content to be spoonfed a verse or two every week or so? there’s something seriously wrong with that lack of personal agency.
they’ve basically given up their own free will for the deluded idea they can live forever
i think this is a common side effect of being self aware
little existential crises before getting back into life
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I don’t feel like my life is scripted per se, but sometimes I’ll be talking to someone and all of the sudden it feels like someone else has taken control of my body and is doing all the talking while I just sit back and watch. I have to concentrate to get back in control.
That happens large when I’m on 'shrooms.
Is a parent or grandparent in your family a narcissist? That crud does trickle down.
Part of it.
But even if they were good parents, I’d still feel like its scripted because of other factors.
Because my “backstory” (I mean might as well use this word since I’m talking as if this is a simulated world), in general, is so fucking bizzare it doesn’t feel real.
Last night I turned off a small metalic lamp that’s next to my bed. I then heard a tapping sound like a small dripping water hitting the metalic lamp.
I turned the lamp on. I saw no water. The tapping stopped. I looked at the ceiling. No sign of water. I looked at the lamp. No water. Turned the light back off. Rolled back over, and got comfy.
Tap…tap…tap…
Turned the light back on. Tapping stopped. Still no water.
Turned the light off. The second the light was off, I heard the tap again.
Turned it back on. Still no water.
Got up, got out of bed, checked all around my night stand. Checked behind it. Nothing out of the ordinary.
While standing next to the bed, turned the light off. Tapping resumed.
Turned the light back on, and walked to the living room. Layed down on the couch.
Light on in the bedroom. I’m in the living room. Turn the living room light off.
Now there’s tapping inside the pipes inside the walls. Totally different tap. Totally different place. Totally different tapping sound. This didn’t sound like dripping water. This sounded like someone hitting the pipes with a wooden spoon with the same cadence.
Tap…tap…tap…
But it always stopped when I turned the light on.
So I went into the bathroom, and took a shower.
Now, here’s the kicker. I live alone. I have no pets. I have no rodents in the walls.
The whole thing came off like someone playing a prank on me. Except that person didn’t exist. It felt like I was living some 1930s comedy skit. Some Abbot and Costello skit. Except this is just me, alone in my apartment, going insane.
Except this is just me, alone in my apartment, going insane.
Username checks out xD
Sounds like poorly soldered joints cracking to me
it could be this one or another bug :
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Xestobium_sound.ogg
Neurology tells us that we make decisions before we’re consciously aware that we made them.
I felt that specifically on an anti-seizure drug that I used to stop familial tremors. Almost as if someone was walking in my body and doing everything 5 seconds before I knew what was happening. It’s not abnormal, but it can feel remarkably disconcerting to believe you no longer have agency of your own body. Sorry for that, homeslice, but don’t be too concerned.
Yeah, a bit. My life is one of those shows where when something’s finally going right it immediately gets undercut and everything falls apart
Tbh some of those incredible downturns in my life couldn’t be better scripted if you tried
something’s finally going right it immediately gets undercut and everything falls apart
This is so me 💀
Life is going a bit smoothly? Boom bullying, difficult assignment, test, shitty teacher, parents lash out, political problems, oops chemical spill leaked into your city’s water supply (actually happened), a FUCKING PLANE CRASHED within a 10 mile radius of me, fire on your street, random dude crashing into parked cars on your street (wtf), a fucking global pandemic, civil unrest, suppression of protests, insurrection/coup attempt… etc… etc…
Where do you think the idea of “The Fates” comes from? Or any number of other similar deities/forces in nearly every society around the world. That feeling has been with us as humans for a long, long time.
Not really, mine is pretty random and based on choices I made in the past
A lot of your life will play out seemingly by design, but it’s just a byproduct of living in a society.
I watch scenes in Movie/TV where a character has a traumatic childhood and memory/flacshback scene, then I realize I have the same feel, so I feel like someone staged it, like my older brother is actually an actor in this dark version of truman show purposfully giving me that traumatic memory.
movies are meant to make you feel a certain way, to come to some realization in your own life. this is the point of all (halfway decent) art, somebody is telling you a message amd your supposed to figure out what the message is
Shit… which telephone do I use to exit the simulation?
ALL THE PAYPHONES ARE GONE!
Edit: Or do you mean like I’m supposed to stay in this fictional world and be the protagonist? Is that traumatic childhood necessary to have a good story? lol
only tangibly related to your question
there are some people who think conflict is required to bring about higher levels of consciousness, though that’s probably just a hierarchy of needs things playing out more often than not.
there’s this old jewish tradition uh…i forget the word for it, but basically the most sacred act you can do is teach someone else to be self sufficient. (whether that’s financially/emotionally/whatever, before you can seriously help others you must be self sufficient, therefor you should help others become self sufficient).
one way to do this is via stories, examining the stories etc.
but uh…yes, generally trauma is a prelude to creativity. people who don’t know struggle have no good/relatable stories to tell.
You’re my NPC and I yours.
It’s The Organization! Bring out the microwave, Okabe!
No. I think my life is generally too boring to be scripted.
