I find that I’m pretty stable when it comes to my illness, but one thing that is still somewhat frequent for me is derealization. I’ll recall a certain peculiar incident and it chills me to the bone. I then wonder about what is really going on around me. I guess pretty much everyone with this illness is dealing with that. After all, it’s pretty crazy to think that you’re at the center of the universe. In reality it would take a lot of work to pull something like that off. It drives me nuts, nonetheless. How do you cope?