Derealization Stories Novels & Stories

They have no idea what that feels like. Naked, I make my way to the bathroom and splash cold water on my face. Carla is still asleep, and I think it’s unlikely that she’ll wake up. As long as I’m quiet. When this thought crosses my mind, I experience this strong sense of derealization. What am I doing? No, literally, what? I’m stuck in a relationship with a woman I don’t love anymore. Most days, I feel like a prisoner. Being a leader doesn’t come with the freedom I thought it would offer; I can’t take a step without mentioning it. If I don’t, then there’s a huge discussion and I’ll have people disagreeing with me.