I’m afraid to be completely honest with my shrink, therapist, or gp about how badly I dissociate, and especially about the times it happens while I’m Driving, because I don’t want my driver’s License taken away from me… it doesn’t happen a lot while driving, and if it starts before I need to drive somewhere I’ll cancel and stay home to be safe. It’s just that, on the rare occasion that it does happen while I’m driving, I become incredibly dangerous. It’s a little like being in a lucid dream, while very drunk, and then throw in an overwhelming sense of self-destructiveness… while in real life you’re doing 120km/hour in a thousand lb death machine. I’m surprised I’m not dead and even more surprised I’ve never killed anyone.
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