that's quite a good way of saying it, I was trying to find a way to describe just powerfull the totally unrational feeling you get is.Simon_Jester wrote:Yeah, they're not.
Being insane is a bit like being drunk, in that the more of it you have, the weaker your defense against it gets. Once you've had two drinks you're more likely to have the third; three makes you more likely to have the fourth, and so on. Past a certain point, the part of your brain that says "I think I've had enough" just shuts down and you start binge-drinking until you throw up or black out or whatever.
Anything that fucks up your mind is very insidious. The more you get of it, the less likely you are to make a rational decision about what to do. You're more likely to attempt things beyond your capacity, more likely to forget something important that just doesn't matter to the crazy-part of your brain, and more likely to do stupid things that reinforce your own bad behavior patterns.
I know this a personal, but I remember when I was in the worst phase, I honestly and without any hint of irony belived that people would thrown a "finally got rid of that asshole" celebration if I had died. Obviously this is crazy talk, but it felt rational to me at the time, not now anymore but I've been able to deal with it since, however it wasn't easy and it wasn't fast, it wasn't until lukio (more or less the equilevant to highschool) when people started to treat me as fellow human and not just a way to bump their insecurities did I truly start to heal and as I stated I'm not fully healed yet and I'm nearly 30 now.
EDIT:I'm not saying this due to some need of pity but rather to demonstrate how fucking hard being insane is.