I've been hesitant to post this because it sounds absolutely mental, but I've never really discussed it properly with anyone except my mum and my partner, and I need to get it out there. Maybe someone here has experienced something similar or knows what I'm dealing with.
It was November 2019, late evening, somewhere around 10:45 PM. I was driving from Newcastle back to my flat in Gateshead on the A1(M), heading south. Clear night, not much traffic, bit cold but dry. I remember the radio, I remember thinking about what I'd have for dinner when I got home, I remember passing a Morrisons lorry. And then...
I was parked up on a layby about 15 miles further south. My watch said 1:20 AM. Three hours and thirty-five minutes completely gone. The car was in perfect condition, engine was off, temperature inside was normal. But I had no idea how I got there or what happened in those hours.
I wasn't sleepy, I hadn't been drinking, the car wasn't broken down. I drove the rest of the way home in a state of absolute panic. Over the past few years I've tried to rationalise it - dissociation, some kind of seizure, highway hypnosis - but none of those explanations feel right because I can account for every mile up to that point and nothing about me felt 'normal' when I woke up in that layby.
I've got no marks on my body, no physical symptoms, no recovered memories. But I've had this persistent feeling that something happened. Any thoughts?