I can't understand: are my thoughts really me, or are they dictated to me by the body's biochemical processes?
A little over a year ago, I was hit by a severe existential crisis. It hit me hard. I have OCD, so anxiety has been with me all my life. But this year, she just squeezed all the juice out of me. I've sometimes thought about suicide before, but mostly out of scientific interest. But now this thought comes to me when I wake up in the morning and it's turned on in the background all day, every day. I'm already so tired of this. And I wonder if these are really my thoughts, or if I'm like a puppet in the hands of my neurotransmitters? And who I really am.