Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
Rant incoming, but if it's tl;dr I bolded questions and important details and just answer those if I'm too wordy for you. :P
I read about other people's experiences and I feel a bit alone because the most I hear of is pacing, mumbling, etc. while daydreaming. I'm pretty sure MDD is the term for mine as well, as all the rest of the criteria matches, but I don't see it defined really how mine manifests. Does anyone else experience similar things as I do?
"Daydreaming" is a bit of a weird term to call mine though. How I look when I'm daydreaming is how you'd see a young child playing pretend with their imaginary friends, not like a girl staring out the window during class.
Also, as I grew up it started to get more realistic. I still write a lot of fantasy novels, but my world is more normal. Rith still has magic as she's had since the very beginning, but she's not saving the day, fighting wars, etc. She also used to have a birth year of 1990, then changed to 1992 when she got to the age she would have to leave her boarding school, and now she's my age. Usually instead of imagining surroundings (besides props) I physically go to the place. It's transitioned into less of a story-telling mode and more of a way to be who I want to be, have the friends and support system I need and don't get, and have excitement in my life.
As a side question while I'm thinking about it, is anyone really frustrated by people referencing your world(s) as fictional, or am I just touchy or trying to delude myself? I'll clear up that I definitely am not psychotic, I am fully aware none of it is... the "r" word. My trigger words, "imaginary," "fictional," "real/reality," and others. To quote Dumbledore, "Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?" It's like saying 10+ years of my life were non-existent, that my struggles, the perils, my best friends, the falling-outs, new loves, breakups, fond memories, all that I went through didn't actually happen. And that sounds sad to some, but I really think I'd be dead by now, or at minimum I'd have accomplished barely anything that I have accomplished today (I've been clean from self-harm for at least three years, haven't been suicidal in six years, dropped out of high school and I'm now a college sophomore going for my BA in psychology, etc.) and wouldn't be half as happy and confident as I am now without it.
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I also visualize my characters in the space around me a lot of the time, so that's something we have in common :)
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