A 73-year-old Detroit man is behind bars for allegedly attacking a 7-year-old girl with a knife in a city park full of children, slashing her throat in an incident that ended with the child racing home to her mother for help, and the suspect in handcuffs.
“He just like came out of nowhere and just like (pulled) the knife on me,” the girl told Fox 2 News as she sat on a porch step this week with gauze around her neck, explaining how a day at the park with her grandmother turned into a day of horror.
If you haven’t been in a disassociative state, it’s fucking wild. Nothing feels “real” and everything is foggy. It’s like you’re walking through a foggy liminal space and the walls are glass, on the other side is reality, and you can’t get to the other side. You’re lonely, nothing feels right, and you are detached from the world, loved ones, and any positive emotion/connection.
I’m not defending the dude, but I do want to explain that actions get weird/crazy and sometimes you don’t remember if things actually happened or not. You start to feel like a rat in a cage, or slowly give up.