Please get me out of the cage in my head.

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I'm stuck in a cage in my head, or at least part of me is stuck. Help get me out!

Could I have prevented trhis?

You need to find the key.

Wht if it's not there!? I'd like some outside help as well!

Your cage can be a vast open field with many doors to anywhere you want.

I might reccomend verbal tape meditation journeys. I don't know if the few I've heard have ever helped mebut looking back they gave me inspiring thoughts-and I *felt* more free.

You could find a script online. Read it to yourself out loud. Record and playback. Or just ponder.

Your well on your way to being just fine in my opinion. (I hate it when people tell me that). You write deep thought provoking thoughts. Someday the answer to all of them might just finally puzzle together for you. Most did for me with time.

Good luck, though.

Take a nice walk!

What are the bars made out of?

Meditate. Then go find a new special interest...

It was a literal, not figurative, cage, that I got into by not being prepared, and that is too hard for me to get out of from the inside. Someone needs to come with heavy-duty metal cutters or a blowtorch, or unlock the lock if it isn't welded shut yet.

Maybe I do have psychotic depression. Maybe I should have tried taking a Seroquel again, maybe half or a quarter of one.

I hope you're not joking. If not: please seek help. If you feel like it is an actual, physical metal cage in your head, well, it does sound a bit like a psychotic episode and chances are that you are probably not up to dealing with it yourself.

It was there, but I knew it was so deep in my mind that you probably wouldn't notice anything if you cut my head open. I knew it was happening inside my head, not out of it, and that, apparently, makes it less severe or less psychotic.

Hi Ana,
Can you tell us anything else about the cage? How it closed in, what triggered the feeling, when you''ve had it before? Things that are so obvious to you are unknown to us on the outside and someone may be able to see a way out that you have missed.
Take care. Be kind to yourself.

But there isn't a cage in your head... And you saying even if they cut your brain open to look for it, and that it would be too small for them to find it, is a way of copping out of the reality which is: there is no cage...

(Asperger's logic is perhaps not the best spot to seek sympathy I suspect...)

you too?
i know how you feel: I just found out I don't actually exist. My bodily personality is vastly different from my mental personality, and therefore since the internal reality has no physical presence, it doesn't actually exist in the outside world. Sucks, doesn't it?

my favourite metaphor of this is that I'm encased in glass. it protects me from the outside world, but suffocates me. Ill need to smash the casing in order to breathe, but it'll lacerate my hands when I do. But it still needs to be done.

But still! there's hope. I know it doesn't feel like it, but you're actually in control of that hunk of flesh around you. you control it. do things outside of you're routine, tiny things at first, just to prove that your thoughts control your actions.

Yes, I understand you meant figuratively, but even figuritave cages have bars. What are your figurative bars made of? Do the bars consist of specific thoughts that lock you in? Or are they made of specific feelings? Touch the bars, find out what they're made out of.

Did someone else build those bars or did you build them?

Sorry if i'm getting a bit kooky. Sometimes it helps to explore the figurative, if the literal fails to get deep enough. Get at the figurative then give it a literal examination.