I actually thought I was going mad a few times. At one point I thought about drinking just so I could get back to where "things made sense". I wasn't craving alcohol or anything I was just so sick of the feeling of constantly spinning. Of course, they didn't make sense as a drunk I was just used to living in that world. I started to lose touch with reality a few times and felt like I would be carried away. I figured out a way to ground myself and made it but DAMN that was intense.