Ah, I haven't been here for some time. But I haven't been much into DD, either. My life has been too fast-paced the last week: I'm changing house-and life.

I have good news: my plans worked, and I seem to be cured!!! I've found most of my poisonous triggers. I've unburried major desires, major parts of my personality, and took steps to bring them into my real life. This calmed down my overactive imagination.

For example, I got in an arts team, in the city I just moved…

Synopsis up to now: I have escaped the lullaby of my deepest daydreams. I kept struggling to find my way, and currently I'm quite vigilant in real life. However, I'm still chained to the dreamworld and the power it has over me.  To fully escape I need to recover certain pieces of myself, and expose them to the real world. Pieces I burried in the dreamworld, in order to keep them safe, when I were still young and fragile. Every piece coming into light is one chain less. Let's see how this…

My progress has been great so far. I've climbed out of the dreamcave's depths, using little tricks and willpower. I am way less absent-minded, and can observe reality almost as well as "normal people". I am so close to the exit...

And yet can't get out.

I just don't know how to live outside MD. It has been defining me for life. I have ways to deal with reality, but my system is lacking: and the reason is simple. I've been always living in Dreamland, and…

Last week I've experimented with 1-2 tricks from the forums (both happen to be John K's). 

What helps me daydream less is to immediately look at some object that is in the room and imagine I have fired an arrow at it from my daydream in my head out my eyes into the object I am looking at in reality. It causes my attention to…

When you get what you want, the daydreams weaken.

After my "graduation" I got  money and sex a boyfriend and a job: I wanted both for a long time and, naturally, they were anti-MD motivation. So I improved a lot during  2011/12. I also achieved things I never could before. 

Example: I had social phobia, but my job was to sell things. Bad match! But I had learned a trick online: creating an imaginary shield that…