Yep. Failed a semester of school. Lost a relationship. Lost a job. Nothing about it was fun or relaxing.

I remember one day being so tired I couldn’t even tell if I needed to use the bathroom and being so disoriented I wasn’t sure if I was actually walking to the bathroom or was just thinking about walking. Frequent disassociation. “Foggy” doesn’t cover it, it was like concrete was poured around my mind and body and it was slowly setting.