Please bear with me as this is likely to fairly long. I had a very bizarre experience while at work today and I was trying to comprehend it or end it, throughout the day it got less severe as they day went on and right now I'm fine. What was it? My brain was fighting with itself. I'm not exactly sure how to explain this so that it makes any kind of sense but it felt like there was the part of the brain that was "me" the part I had control over and knew about it's surroundings and what was happening. The "Other" me seemed to be.... Well..... It seemed to be subconscious. This wasn't like people with actual schizophrenia or multiple personality disorder where I was hearing dogs telling me to kill this Other me seemed to more impressed with what was going on, like it had never seen these things before, these people before, and had a sense of wonder. This sounds crazy, I know, but these weren't thought "I" was having, with "my" mind I fought to suppress this sensation. The Other me felt like... Well it felt like it was something else placed in this meat-body and had no control over it, it was just an observer looking out a window and trying to understand. I was able to do everything normally and act normally but still had these thoughts from Other and tried to suppress it. I was *not* consciously thinking these things, it literally seemed like they were coming from the ether. As the day went on Other stopped trying to understand and analyze and I no longer had this feeling of being in a meat-body that was doing things. Through this I was physically experiencing a headache and had occasional bouts of dizziness, there were times where I had to stop and press hard with my mind to get my head straight. Like closed eyes, fists, clenching pushing into this. So later when things were calming down Other seemed to be throwing out phrases and terms that... Well they felt like the kind of subconscious thoughts you have when interacting with the world and don't know. How your brain is "thinking" in background apps or something. These thoughts would come to me and it'd be simple phrases like "He doesn't like you," "You're doing that wrong." "You're going to have to do that again." Phrases along those lines with stresses on certain words, and the phrases weren't relevant to what was going on around me. They were coming to me and I had the feeling like I have *always* thought these things but I somehow didn't know it. I kept thinking that these things weren't things I've actually thought but Other kept giving me the feeling that I *have* though it couldn't bring up any actual case where I had thought it. It really felt like a background application was running and somehow I opened the window to it and whatever was in it was stuff I don't remember ever happening but the info on the app said it *had.* I have no idea if any of that makes sense, but it was a bizarre, frightening, experience and I almost took a personal day and went home thinking if I took some Xanax and went to sleep things would correct itself. Right now I feel fine and normal, not internally fighting with "myself" and I can't even remember the specific phrases on how the inflections on them went from earlier. But I was very scared during all of this because I really did feel like I was going mad, even though I was able to operate normally, if was talking to someone nothing was going on up there but the moment I stopped talking it resumed. Another part of it was trying to even understand the concept of thinking to yourself. Are these words reallty mine, am I really thinking them or do I think I'm thinking them? How were they forming? Were they text I was reading? Was I "hearing" them. I mean there's no actual sound but the word is somehow "there" and felt like I had heard it. I know I sound nuts, but this all happened to me. I swear on my grave, my life, and anything else. This is not fiction. Some part of my subconscious was "awake" for a good part of the day and had more awareness than it normally does. Like I had gone to bed, slept, had dreams, and when I woke up that part that makes dreams was still going and now it was trying to comprehend what was going on. If you read all of this, thanks. I don't know what I'm asking for, why I'm doing this; but I had to express it in some manner to get it out. Not asking for any kind of "medical" help neither physically or psychologically, this is something I may have to bring up with my doctor. Just wanted to get it out and ask if anything has ever experienced something like this.