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…

            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…