Lately, I've entered into a form of emotional yoyo-ing. I'm functioning in a perpetual state of self-loathing, yet hyper-excitable moods that are sort of coupled with depersonalization and a complete lack of balance. I'm really anxious and my heart rate is super high and pounding, but I still feel sort of fine. I think this is mainly from hormone shifts (damn them!). At times like this , though, I'm particularly connected with my daydreams.  I wish I were a better writer, or artist, so that…

Just testing first. One two three. My favourite dreams are the ones that are recyclabe.

It's about time I had one, though it kept switching between me and him (Dan), as if we were the same person. Plus, he had my voice. o_O Basically, Dan was a college art teacher. All of his students loved him. Suddenly, one of his students, who looked like Edward James Olmos, created a masterpiece painting that he fell in love with. For the majority of the dream, he tried to sneak inside his own studio to steal his student's…

I'm  Canadian- which I choose to think means I have winter in my veins. The last few months have been kind of lacking the winter chill that I'm used to , but it's back and with a vengence.

A segment from an article on the weather network:

"Cold Arctic air has invaded much of Alberta and will bring temperatures of minus 31 to 39C (-23.8 to -38.2Fahrenheit)  overnight. These temperatures combined with winds of 15 to 20 km/h will give wind chills of minus 40 to 50 (-40 to -58…

    Recently my MD has been letting up. I'm able to actually go through out my school and focus on my work instead of  when i could get home to start MDing. Everything has gotten better, including my relationships with friends and family etc. Then when i think everything is starting to balance out it comes back harder that ever!…

Literally, I am trying to find out why. I was never abused, raped, or anything like that. Nothing bad happened to me or is happening. I have great friends and my parents are together. They don't live together at the moment though. The only thing I can think of is that my mom really pressures me to do well in school and I am constantly in over my head with AP classes and whatnot. But i can not seem to ever stop daydreaming. Every minute of every day i seem to be doing it! Its horrible and i…

I am curious to hear from other people about how much of their daydreaming involves creating new things versus revisiting old things.  Mine is heavily weighted towards the same things over and over and over again.  Like OCD.

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I suppose it's been awhile since I've posted. To caught up in my daydreams to notice how fast time goes. Forgive me. It hasn't gotten better, really. I just like to live in a denial of sorts. That it isn't a problem, that is.

 But it is and I hit my low points of self-loathing and feel the need to speak about it here. When I hate everything that I am and escaping reality doesn't fix it, I am quite lost. No creativity is to be found here, no sir.

 I went to class today and I…

            The last few days have completely changed my worldview, and perhaps even my life. I am more self aware of my daydreaming now than at any other time. With my eyes open to MD, I’m finding that I do it more than I realized. Walking to class, I daydream. In class during pauses or repetitive parts, my mind runs. And when my mind runs, I have to move something, be it my fingers, feet or even toes.

            However, I’ve also found that there are differences. I never work on…

My opinions may change as I learn more but I have tried to change in the past and suffered for it. I like being a dreamer and I very seldom miss being with other people. I have been a dreamer forever. I think it helps me cope with my life atm.

How it helps is mainly with my paintings and writing. Also I learn more by being on the internet than going to libraries. That is how I found this website which I love. Actually I believe I was drawn here by some mysterious connection…

    Okay, well, to start off, I don't believe I ever properly introduced myself. I am Jennifer, and I'm 14 years old, and I am kind of a rookie to all of this. To be honest, I am not even sure if I actually have MD, or is it just all in my head? The thing that really throws me off is that I don't exactly "Daydream." I act them out; like, walk around, talk, make gestures, and even laugh and cry as if my fantasies are actually happening in front of my eyes. No one I know knows about this. My…

            Excuse the length, I just found out about this, and I have quite a bit on my mind. It’s been very strange and uncomfortable writing about all of this, but I suppose talking about it will help us along, right?

            I’ve just recently realized that I have Maladaptive Daydreaming. For almost as long as I can remember, MD has been a constant presence in my life. When I was young, it was synonymous with my self playtime. Whenever I wasn’t out playing with…

I just returned from a month long break, in which I was able to daydream as much as I wanted. I'm now back in my dorm room with zero privacy, and very antsy about trying to settle into the routine I had before leaving. 

Once I've been here for a week or so I know it will wear off, but right now I feel ridiculously smothered by the presence of my roomate, and even just being in different surroundings.

I need to get the edge off but have already been to the gym today and…

Hey you guys! I'm new here! I'm Tatyana. 16, church girl, the responsible one, and the one who gets astounding grades. I've been daydreaming since I was 10 basically. I have been lurking around this site for months, and I finally got the courage to make an account. 

I see so many of your guys' experiences and I can relate to some, but I feel like I can still, in a way, juggle daydreaming. School wise, I'm very attentive, I turn all my assignments in on time, I get pretty great grades,…

I have been a Maladaptive Daydreamer, or what I have always called an "Imagination Addict" since I was old enough to form an image in my mind.  That was over 40 years ago.  I have never told a single soul in my ENTIRE LIFE until today.  I honestly thought I was the only one.  I started Googling terms like Imagination Addiction and it led me here.  I would say my story is one comparable to a highly functioning alcoholic, when nobody around you knows (at least that's what I think...).  It…

I've never told anyone that I have MD and I don't really plan to. I'm more inclined to let people think I have OCD or ADD instead :P 

But whenever my classmates find out that I haven't started on an assignment or that I'm really behind on a project, they always say things like "You're only that far?? What have you been doing with all that time?". And I honestly don't have anything to say. It's not like I can tell them that I was away visiting my created fantasy world for hours and…

Honestly, I think, and to some extent have always thought therapy would help me quit. I know its a "choice" to daydream, but for me, it is also an addiction. And this addiction has gone too far- in fact, it went too far three years ago and has only numbed me to the realities I am avoiding in my life, speicially social and school life.

I dont know if that was vague or not, but I just want to know what others think about me getting therapy. I have felt conflicted about getting…

When the real world starts to fall apart. I wish I could just disappear in my daydream. Just found out my husband of 16yrs has a girlfriend. A girl from highschool that he reconnected with on facebook and has been texting. He meet her saturday night at a coffee shop to comfort her after she left her husband. He swears there has not been any other contact but he has "feelings" for her. He assures me he has no plans of leaving me. WTF!!!! then why tell me all this crap? Now I feel horrible, I…

In school I just read about The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. The feeling afterwards was so intense. I felt like crying in the middle of the room filled with about 25 kids. My MD was never as severe as it was in high school. I was always a loner but I used to be surrounded with friends. Now in high school im used to being alone. I found ways to escape-hiding my face buried in books, or daydreaming. This was when the devil finally bound me in this horrible experience in living a double world…