Replica of one of my intense psychotic moments in my youth, a few years after the onset of my psychosis.
I was in the city, I felt like I was falling backwards, reality was falling apart, I noticed disturbing things. It was like a black swirl in my head, also like falling into that swirl. It was terrible. I felt so helpless, hyper, lost and desperate.
(I know that society labels things it doesn't understand as psychosis and that it is not a mental illness. But I use this word because it is my diagnosis and there is no other word for it that everyone knows and also because I don't want to go into detail.)