I Was Running Mad And Nobody Knew !!! – Selena Gomez Shares Her Touching Story .

It started slowly quiet, almost unnoticeable. At first, I was just tired. Then anxious. Then paranoid. But soon, it became something far more terrifying than anything I’d ever experienced.

I couldn’t trust my own mind anymore. I couldn’t tell what was real and what was imagined. Faces blurred. Thoughts twisted. I began hearing voices cold, sharp, constant telling me things that made no sense and yet felt like the only truth I had.

To everyone around me, I looked normal. Maybe a little overwhelmed. Maybe a bit distant. But inside, I was breaking apart, piece by fragile piece. I smiled at cameras, laughed on stages, and then collapsed behind closed doors.

I stopped sleeping. I stopped making sense. I’d talk in circles. I’d forget where I was. I’d cry without reason. And then one day I just disappeared from myself.

I remember being led into a room with bright lights and unfamiliar voices. I was admitted for treatment. Not for exhaustion like the headlines said, but because I had lost the ability to distinguish between reality and the storm in my head.

I was placed on heavy medication that made me feel like a ghost inside my own body. I forgot how to speak. I forgot how to feel. I forgot how to be me.

Eventually, they told me I had bipolar disorder. And while the diagnosis was hard to hear, it gave me something I didn’t have before an explanation. I wasn’t just “going crazy.” I wasn’t weak. I was sick. And I needed help.

Recovery didn’t happen overnight. I had to rebuild myself slowly, painfully. I had to forgive myself for falling apart. I had to learn to live with the version of me that still has dark days, but now has the tools to fight through them.

That day the day I could no longer tell what was real was also the day I started choosing to stay alive, no matter how hard it got.

💬 Have you ever felt trapped inside your own mind? Leave a comment. Someone else might need your voice to feel less alone.