{"id":2508,"date":"2015-01-08T11:58:37","date_gmt":"2015-01-08T18:58:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/?p=2508"},"modified":"2015-01-08T11:58:37","modified_gmt":"2015-01-08T18:58:37","slug":"paranoia-thy-name-is","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/uncategorized\/paranoia-thy-name-is","title":{"rendered":"Paranoia, thy name is"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am paranoid. I can, at times, be paranoid delusional, but I think I&#8217;m pretty good at knowing when things are delusions. I do a lot of reality testing. Often.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been this way most if not all of my life. It&#8217;s gotten steadily worse. There was a period of my life where it was almost not there. And right now, I&#8217;ve got periods of time where it&#8217;s almost not there, thank you not sleeping and thank you future-Vicky.<\/p>\n<p>Paranoia is a hard mental illness to live with. It&#8217;s gotten a lot easier this year though.. on the 29th, I found and removed a neural equivilant of a cron job that was feeding me consistant lines about how afraid I should be. I feel so much saner. I&#8217;ve been enjoying the silence quite a bit. I&#8217;ve had quite a few moments of feeling well and truly good. As you&#8217;ve all noticed, I&#8217;ve gotten a lot more honest and a lot more fuck-it-lets-say-anything on my blog. But paranoia pokes up and says &#8220;You will get fired for the things you&#8217;re writing&#8221;. Maybe.<\/p>\n<p>Paranoia isn&#8217;t just a cron job feeding you lines like you&#8217;re about to end up in jail, God wants to torture you, you will end up homeless and hungry, none of your friends love you, etc. It&#8217;s also a set of pattern match filters that lead to irrationally large amounts of fear. The level of paranoia I feel about wetting myself could best be described as epic. Once at a rave it.. well, it didn&#8217;t actually happen, I fell in a puddle, but I *thought* it had happened because I was already orbiting bad bad bad mental spaces before it happened and I slipped into a delusion. I&#8217;m horrible at reality testing. I don&#8217;t remember much of what happened afterwords other than my mind crashed.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a never ending fear. The worst part is it&#8217;s on a flippin&#8217; timer, for obvious reasons. I can&#8217;t get away from it. I can be at home, alone, and I will still be afraid of it. As if it could possibly matter. It can&#8217;t possibly be a fear of being dirty because (isn&#8217;t sex fun) I like when female types wet on me during sex. And find it insanely sexy to see them wet their clothes, which I have to conclude is at least somewhat jealousy.<\/p>\n<p>I am convinced this is not normal. I mean people feeling a minor fear of it, sure. Avoiding it, sure. But a my-brain-crashes fear of it? A reality goes dim and I can&#8217;t breathe panic attack fear of it? This is not normal.<\/p>\n<p>And I&#8217;m a bit afraid to talk about all this on my blog, and I can&#8217;t rationally think.. is talking about what you like sexually a reasonable reason to fire someone? What is up with my head?<\/p>\n<p>Part of the fun if you&#8217;re paranoid is figuring out, which fears are totally rational and match a real world, and which fears are totally irrational and are my mind misfiring somewhere.<\/p>\n<p>And a even bigger part of the fun if you&#8217;re paranoid and also know you have a CE is realizing you could be experiencing something you&#8217;re deeply afraid of being created out of whole cloth just because your mind likes to torture you. 10^11 neurons is a fucking big supercomputer. Generating the reality I&#8217;m sitting in right now would be child&#8217;s play for it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am paranoid. I can, at times, be paranoid delusional, but I think I&#8217;m pretty good at knowing when things are delusions. I do a lot of reality testing. Often. I&#8217;ve been this way most if not all of my life. It&#8217;s gotten steadily worse. There was a period of my life where it was [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2508"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2508"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2508\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2509,"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2508\/revisions\/2509"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2508"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2508"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sheer.us\/weblogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2508"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}