When everything feels like the movies

Life seems to be in a surreal state right now. The best way to sum it up is through a line from the Goo Goo Doll's song Iris:

"When everything feels like the movies, yeah you bleed just to know you're alive"

When life gets to the point that it no longer feels real to me, I seem to have a habit of subconsciously turning to small manners that could be described as self-harm. I stay up late so I can either indulge myself with thoughts of self pity, or to avoid being alone with the images my mind dreams up in my sleep. The other major thing I do to myself is avoiding meals. This morning, for example, I woke up exhausted and with a slight headache (because I stayed up too late the night before) and though I felt slightly hungry, I avoided eating a true meal. I made myself a cup of tea and finished off a bag of Chex Mix while I sat at my desk to prepare for class. It wasn't until about 6 pm that I realized I hadn't eaten a legitimate meal almost all day. It's days like these that I worry about myself.