Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
It is hard to remember how my problems with daydreaming became a struggle....now that I have this alternate fantasy life I've invented its hard to think of a time when it wasn't part of my everyday life. It started in college - following a traumatic event (rape) and my subsequent issues with depression and a suicide attempt. I think I started maladaptive daydreaming as my attempt to cope with what I went through - I wasn't ready to open myself back up to friends and family, so I used daydreaming as a way to sooth myself and counteract the loneliness I felt from my own isolation. It started off innocently enough - this was when Facebook first began and I was looking at the profiles of people my age at another school in London where one of my friends was studying abroad. This was the start - I looked at their profiles, photos and read about their lives, thats when I got hooked. Every since then, even though I do not know these people, I have had an ongoing fantasy life in which I do - they are my close friends, romantic partners, etc. I have even invented an alternate version of myself to fit into this life - where I'm richer, stronger and of course was never raped or struggled with depression. It has gotten better since I've been out of college and work a 9-6, often later job - doesn't leave a lot of time to daydreaming. But I still do slip into this fantasy life for about an hour or so each night....just for relief. I listen to music and think of these people and my fake life. Without this outlet, I would feel incredibly bored and unsatisfied with my life...I guess I am a perfectionist and to me my life will never be as good as my fantasy life, so I haven't invested as much as I should in developing new friendships and romantic relationships. I feel like the real me can't measure up - that I will never be happy with myself because I can never be this other girl. It is so nice to know other people have struggled with this - until now I felt like the only person in the world who did this and like a complete weirdo. My mother does know about it, and I'm fairly certain other members of my family may be aware as well - but none of my friends do and I would die of embarassment if they found out. I'm taking it one day at a time, and feel like I've gotten progressively better about distancing myself from this fantasy world. I look forward to the day where I can completely stop my daydreaming, but for right now I'm just working on understanding what my real life is and that it will never be the life I am imagining in my head - and that's ok.
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