I often feel detached from myself. It feels like I'm dreaming. I hate that. It makes everything seem even less worthwhile to me than it does usually. Once when I was about four or five I think, I had the worst experience of that I've ever had. I was out shopping with my family, an it felt that much like a dream, that I kept messing with my eyelids, since when I'm having a dream I want to get out of, I do that, an the dream finishes. Except it wasn't a dream, so it didn't work. The strange thing was though, it wasn't just me who felt as if I wasn't really there. Throughout the day I was bumped into repeatedly by people, who kept remarking: "I didn't see you there". An the rest of my family kept calling me an asking where I'd gone, even though I was standing right next to them. Thinking back, how silly was I not to take that opportunity to steal myself some nice things!