Madness in the making.

[Demojen]

Some might say that madness, insanity and the like are a state of mind that happens in the blink of an eye. Others, that these things are the result of cumulative influences over time. I have to wonder if crazy people really don't know that they're going crazy, and if they do how do they rationalize their condition.

I don't know if I'm going crazy. I have always valued my ability to empathize with others. It inspired me to write. I wrote alot of music and poetry. The last year I have not written anything. I don't seem to be able to empathize with others. This month I've had a difficult time concentrating in class. It was on my way to class I realized that every day felt like I was outside of myself, going through the motions without a single concern...As though I lacked the emotional context to give personal value to thought. My short term conclusion was that emotions afford us the perspective to give value to ideas beyond their face value. Potential inspires.

The work isn't difficult, I don't even *have* to study. The lack of challenge is almost insulting. It is very disheartening. I've no longer the desire to learn from this uninspiring college, but I will not quit. I will end up finishing the course and feeling no better. A part of me blames my teacher. I have two teachers, one who inspires me to think outside of the box and one who reads from the textbook almost verbatim.

I am disembodied in one class, while the other I am engaged.

Please help me.

 

[Case]

I doubt this belongs here.

 

[Andiferous]

Some might say that madness, insanity and the like are a state of mind that happens in the blink of an eye. Others, that these things are the result of cumulative influences over time. I have to wonder if crazy people really don't know that they're going crazy, and if they do how do they rationalize their condition.

I don't know if I'm going crazy. I have always valued my ability to empathize with others. It inspired me to write. I wrote alot of music and poetry. The last year I have not written anything. I don't seem to be able to empathize with others. This month I've had a difficult time concentrating in class. It was on my way to class I realized that every day felt like I was outside of myself, going through the motions without a single concern...As though I lacked the emotional context to give personal value to thought. My short term conclusion was that emotions afford us the perspective to give value to ideas beyond their face value. Potential inspires.

The work isn't difficult, I don't even *have* to study. The lack of challenge is almost insulting. It is very disheartening. I've no longer the desire to learn from this uninspiring college, but I will not quit. I will end up finishing the course and feeling no better. A part of me blames my teacher. I have two teachers, one who inspires me to think outside of the box and one who reads from the textbook almost verbatim.

I am disembodied in one class, while the other I am engaged.

Please help me.

You're not going crazy - thinking that way isn't helpful.

Everyone experiences periods of depression to some extent, and what you've said here seems to fit. I find myself unmotivated to write when depressed as well. Are you in university, then? Perhaps taking some time off school after finishing up your courses might help?

 

[DeistPaladin]

I don't think depression is classified as madness. Regardless, it is easily treatable. You should see a doctor.

 

[Jotto999]

Well, it sounds like a bout of depression, though it's sometimes hard to tell from over the internet.

Consider your mental health, and what you can do about it. I used to have frequent and persistent bouts of depression, and I can tell you, you are definitely impaired and dysfunctional in that state. I never sought professional help, instead I just did a bunch of research and recovered by modifying my lifestyle. Either way, it's no way to live at all, so seeking help for it can't be a bad idea.

 

[borrofburi]

you are definitely impaired and dysfunctional in that state

This is why I generally recommend seeking help: once you end up impaired, it's hard to fix yourself.

It also might be deep procrastination (possibly caused by depression).

 

[zrzzz1]

You're not mad unless you put cheese in your pants. (for reasons other than sexual gratification, I mean. I personally prefer salami, but it's really a matter of taste.)