Okay so I wrote another poem this is the negative version. I'm sorry if this poem offends you. It shouldn't, but if it does I'm sorry. I will try to have a positive version up tomorrow about MD.

The devil awaits with a red-bloody chain.

He whispers my name to tempt me closer and closer.

I find myself trying to run, but I just get farther away from everyone else.

His breath is cold like the winter breeze.

It sends a tingling chill across my spine,

and…

I've always been told that mental health issues happen to other people, or don't exist.

*shrug*

I've been feeling like shit since Friday night. Had a stupid argument with my girlfriend which began with a small misunderstanding then spiralled out of control as I kept (wrongly) insisting I was right. There are two things I did wrong here, and you would think that by the age of 23, I would have learned to accept them by now:

- I have a bad short term memory…

Some people abuse drugs to deal with life

                                       ... Other people daydream

So I have this wonderful(sarcasm) older brother that at the moment is doing heroin. Like big time, waste your life away, can't live with out it, heroin addiction. I, being the soulless little "good child" I am, am starting to get really annoyed with my brothers inability to deal with life in a normal…

Like many others who have posted their stories, I cannot recall the point in time when my chronic daydreams began. 

I have memories from my early childhood, or perhaps even toddlerhood, where I'd forcefully and excitedly 'run around' on all fours (hands and feet OR hands and knees), which I assume was the kinesthetic movement I employed at that age. My knees were often scraped and rough from the crawling movements. My parents would ask me why I was doing this, and I would…

Not having much control this weekend. Not wanting to do anything else, the erge to lay down and DD is so strong. My husband wanted to go to a coffee shop and listen to a live music performer but my social anxiety kicked in and I told him to go without me. After he left I got in bed around 7 and daydreamed til he got home at 10:30pm. Then tried to go to sleep, back awake DDing around 5am til 9:30.  

I did make it to the grocery store. Now back fighting the erge to DD.

He asked…

I'm not sure if I can articulate exactly what this is, but I figured there might be a chance someone out there has it. 

Basically, whenever something good or exciting in happening in my real life, I feel the need to "record" it somehow. To keep that memory safe so that other people can see it. I'll usually clap my hands when something interesting is happening that I want to "record". It's this weird compulsive thing that I do and when I was younger, I'd even do it public.…

I'm not sure if other people can relate to this, but I feel like I'm stuck in an inescapable cycle with my MD. 

I was always an ambitious kid when I was young and whenever I didn't accomplish what I wanted I would get depressed. And then I would daydream about what I would have liked to happened to cope with it. But then I would realize that it was just a daydream and not a reality, which would make me even more depressed so I'd daydream about something else to cope with that…

Hey everyone. I thought I would share another poem I wrote about MD. It is called invisible world. I hope you like it.

Close your eyes drift and glide

to a place unseen.

A place between the heart and mind.

A spiritual,comfort place.

Chained around with the pain and sorrow.

Where the demons taunt

and the angels sing.

The mind explodes with creativity and imagination.

While the song birds sing the song of heart-broken people.

One question they…

I am Glad and Relieved that there are others out ther like Me. For a long time i literally thought i was the only one with MDD. I've had MDD since the age of six, but didnt know what was wrong with me nor knew what MDD was til the age of Twenty. Through that big gap of not knowing i went through deep depression, delt with low self-esteem, delt with a lot of anger within myself, was very insecure, and I withdrawed from Everyone. For years i thought i was Crazy, abnormal, and even mentally…

For the past few days I've really hit some low points. I just feel disappointed. Disappointed in myself for not being as successful job wise as I want to be, disappointed in my day to day interactions, disappointed in pulling away from people, disappointed in not getting projects done/started that I want to, just overall disappointment. I try to tell myself that I did just graduate so I won't get that 'dream' job right away, but I still feel so unfulfilled. Of course I blame the daydreaming…

Okay, this describes me really well.

"My MD is part of my thought pattern. It's always running like a tv in the background. My imaginative friends walk with me where ever I go. With them I can get emotional and excited while with my real friends I am only an observer."

I'm exactly the effing same. I'd often rather just watch my friends chat and laugh and, though not exclude me, exactly, but not really include me either, than I would properly joining them, yet when I'm not…

(I'll link some of my favorites at the bottom)

A band that I find the most fun to use as background noise or to pretend I'm playing as is this band called EOTO. It consists of only two people, using electronic kits and real instruments to do improv sets with good light shows. One is a drummer, and another guy that does bass, synth, guitar. They just play whatever they want, start looping it, and altering it. Their earlier stuff (Started in 2008) is my favorite, because it was a lot…

Yesterday i was watching a documentary on how music effects the brain. It was called 'The Musical Brian'. There was a part in it that fascinated me because it reminded me of MDD. It ends up when you move to music that you like it creates a chemical in your brain that makes you happy. This is probably why lots of us daydream while listening to music and pacing because it creates this certain chemical in…

Have anyone seen the psychologist and ask for the medicine??

Are there any medicine that could help us control this MD at all?

I just told my best friend to come on here and read the article  Out of my Mind. Here is our conversation.Right after she read the article.

"I see it I see it I like it."-Friend

"No ....... Do u get what I am trying to tell you."

"Nope"-friend

"I have md. I have maplative daydreaming."

"Kool"-Friend

It is not kool. ....... you don't seem to understand."

"Go to the front page on the side lists pros and cons of md go read it."

"I…