Have you ever felt crazy? Like you couldn’t trust your own senses or assessment of reality?
There are many different ways to make it to that awful place. Motherhood. Anxiety. Eating disorders. Depression. The list goes on and on.
The results always seems to be the same. There are thoughts that don’t seem to belong to you, images flashing in your mind or emotions that do not match the situation. Sometimes you feel justified or even rational as these things are happening.
But then, it happens. The storm passes and you feel crazy. Nuts. Certifiable. Like it’s not hell enough to go through those moments. We have to through guilt, shame, inadequacy, self hatred, and fear on top of it.
Do you know what I am talking about? Do you ever feel this way?