Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
I know that a lot of people who daydream are trying to escape the real world. But what I am wondering is if anyone really hates the world? So much so where you cannot see any good in the world anymore?
I can honestly say that I hate the world, I hate the people in the world, I hate the terrible things that happen, I hate just about everything. I see very little good in the world, and while I care about my family the truth is if I didn't have my daydreams keeping me happy I would have killed myself a long time ago.
Anyone else feel this way?
I think the real world is beautiful and in a way, I guess I also love it. I hate my place in this world, however, and so I favor my place in my own world. It's the same way I answer a question like "Do you love your life?" to which the answer would be: "I love life, but I don't love mine." I guess, like some people are in love with the idea of love, I'm in love with the idea of life.
Funny how I can be so sure of that but do nothing to change it.