Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
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I found this site through a Yahoo article.
I've been a dreamer since my early school years. My childhood wasn't the best, but it wasn't the worst childhood. My mother could build you up one minute and tear you down the next moment. My father was a workaholic. My brother escaped to his friend's home. I escaped to my room reading books and living in a dream world. My family was four people that lived under the same roof.
My daydreams were not magical fantasy…Continue