I disassociated pretty badly the other week.
My mum told me all that happened.
There are no pieces to try and put together.
It's not like when you're beyond drunk.
And can't remember most of what happened the night before.
Times like that pieces do come together.
A vague memory of things come back.
But not with dissociative episodes.
You have no recollection whatsoever.
It frightens me.
Makes me feel so fragile.
I have no control over what happens.
The anxiety rises.
I'm thinking what else have I done which I don't recall.
Have I ever hurt someone.
I pray that it's never gone that far.
But I can never be certain.
It's so distressing.
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