My maladaptive daydreams made me feel so complacent that I almost believed they were actually assuring me about the future. Has anybody thought this way about their MDD?
I used to be so self-assured that I'd enter some relationships and have a successful career in something creative, even travel to new places.
To my surprise, my life turned out unflattering and bare. I procrastinate even more in comparison to when I was so productive in my youth. I'm always in need of new social ties and relationships.