 my hands are like gripping onto the bottom of the chair. I felt so fizzy and glitchy, like I was kind of made of pixels, like I could sort of fly away. I was so unanchored and I remember an ambulance or a police car sort of siren going past and me being like, that's definitely for me, that has to be for me. I had no appetite, no food or drink, anything in my mouth just felt alien. Yeah, I wasn't okay. Hmm.