I was sitting at a stop light near the interstate this morning. There were cars all around me. Suddenly, I felt like my car was moving and the cars around me were moving. I panicked and pressed the brake peddle as hard as I could. In realty? I wasn't moving. It was my mind telling me we were moving. Then I got motion sickness just sitting there.
The light turned green. I hit the gas and immediately pulled into a gas station to gather myself. I scrounged up some change in my car to buy a coke. I was sweating profusely on a chilly day. It scared me to death.
I am still not sure if this was schizophrenia symptoms or just some anomaly. I dare not tell the doctor or my parents as they will try to take my car away. It scared me to death, though.
You know? Joyce would sometimes walk out of her house naked talking crazy shit, I hate God, etc. Then, she would get dressed and go drive around the Valley while smoking cigarettes and talking to herself. I used to shudder at her doing so being so crazy, but I now understand how she felt about her car and driving. I don't want them to take away my car either.