Analyzing my feelings backfired

On Sunday morning, I sat down in my comfy office chair to meditate. I noticed I felt alone, so I stopped meditating and concentrated on the physical sensations in my chest and throat. So far, so good. But then I remembered feeling alone as a kid. I wondered what was underneath it. Tried to figure out what it meant. Within minutes, everything in my office felt like it was behind glass. My partner walked by and seemed like a complete stranger. That's dissociation. It’s zero fun. Feeling your...