Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
I started daydreaming when I was 13. Now I am 21. My entire Teenage went into it and I didn't even realize it until now. I hate myself and I don't see Anything good in future. I have done super embarrassing stuff in front of people because of Daydreaming. Now when I think about my past, it gives me anxiety. What must these people be thinking about me ?? That I am some mad person !!
My entire life has been depressing. Nobody ever liked me, nor does anyone like me now. I don't have friends. Life sucks.
I am just waiting for the last day of my life.
If my life can't get better, What's the point of living ?!?!
Try to look at it this way.
You only knew life with MD. It's been almost 10 years, it's become pretty much natural.
And yet you had a realisation and came to this forum. And you had one at 21, not, let's say, 96. And thus began your life with the realisation about MD, a new chapter. Yes, it is scary - what are you going to do now when daydreaming is all you know? Everything. Anything. If life sucks, what do you have to lose?
You can take up a hobby, even just to abandon it after a week. You can find a job just to quit it after a month. You can move to a different city just to come back home. Or maybe something will stick and you will find your place on Earth.
Even I try to do something productive, I am not able to. I try to focus on my studies, but MaDD has become such an integral part of my personality that it's now a big part of my sub-conscious. I start DD without realizing. I have zero interest in anything else. I can't even watch a movie or listen to a single song without DD. Even When I am reading a book, A Day dream is going on in another part of my brain. There is no escape. I have become a slave of my mind.