I never knew there was a name for what I had, and to be completely honest, I thought that I was the only person in the entire world who had MD.  This entire thing all started due to bullying and being an only child didn't exactly help matters.  And as an adult, I still suffer from MD.  It was a form of escapism back then and it's even more of an outlet as an adult.  Depending on my stress levels, I've learned to control my MD for days, weeks and months at a time.  To some degree we've all experienced some traumatic event, as to why we're the way we are.