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…

“You’re supposed to be the leading lady in your own life, for God’s sake!”

-Arthur Abbott, The holiday-

I’m rarely the leading lady in my own life, in real life I shy away and escape to DDs. In my MD world I’m a leading lady, but…

I wrote some poetry on MD. The first one is called Imaginary Friends and the other one is called Daydreamer.

I'm never lonley

because when I start to feel sad my "friends" appear.

They go with me everywhere amd say all I need to hear.

They smile and laugh with me.

Not with their friends while I sit alone.

They respect and apperiacte me.

Unlike everyone else.

But they are in my head,

And I know this, but I can't stop.

Because they fill the…

i have been trying to write down my daydreams, so that i'll never forget them, even if i move on to different characters and a different story line.

today, i wrote for two hours.

afterwards, i felt like i was... tired of daydreaming. it was really weird. usually i don't get like that. i'm sure that feeling will go away by tomorrow, but right now i really just don't want to daydream. but i can't help it, so it happens anyway.

hm.

do any of you ever get…

Ok, so I’ve never ever ever told anyone this before, but after finding this website I think I’ve finally found the courage to say what has been bothering me for my entire life. I thought I was the only one who felt this way, I thought I was a freak, but it looks like I’m not so here it goes….

This sounds really bad but I believe that my MD has come from the fact that I don’t feel that my mother is my mother. I have no clue why I feel like this because nothing has ever…

              I feel like I am in between my daydream world and reality.  I can see everything that goes on in the worlds but I am not there (physically for my daydream world, mentally/emotionally in reality). I just wish that I could become a part of my world. There isn't anything special about reality. I don't feel like part of the world. I feel like everybody is able to make connections with others, but I can't.  In my world there is an honest, true  bond between the characters.…

I've been in the mood to write lately---spent the last 2-3 weeks working on an original story that is not from my daydreams. It's only one chapter, 7 pages long, and I still don't like it enough to share. Then today I thought, maybe I should try writing a story where I'm the main character. The words should easily flow and sound more natural to me. But what could it possibly be about that's interesting? Hm...perhaps visiting daydream worlds?

I imagined it to go something like…

so afew days ago i needed to get up at 6 in the morning for work so i went to bed at 9pm and i DD untill 3 in the morning! 6 hours of DDing and i only had 3 hours sleep and gosh was i tired in the morning, i must of stoped my self from DDing at least 2ce in thoes 2 times i stoped myself i was so annoyed with myself because i couldnt stop and i didnt know why i couldnt but i still carried on untill 3. i ended up telling my self  'STOP!'  and…

I'm tired all the time because my brain makes too much noise. Why won't it shut up? Stop making me miserable you stupid grey organ.

I'm in the happiest relationship I've ever had right now, I don't want it to be ruined by all this paranoia and instability.

Happy bloody christmas I suppose

Too cold to go outside and walk, I'm bored and fidgety. I feel empty inside. Nothing to do, just want to lay in the bed and DD. Husband is home, off for the holidays. I'm trying to be "social" but how can he just sit and watch tv for hours? I want to escape into the other world sometimes. Just wishing to be someone else. Where is the joy of life?

                                                                                          Dreams

                                                          A dream is an escape from reality.

      Reality can be boring sometimes

In a dream I could be a superhero saving lives.

In a dream I could be a superstar.

In a dream I could be find true love.

However a dream is all pretend.

The sad truth is that it will probable never happen

You can…

I live in Christchurch, New Zealand, and we had yet another "once in a lifetime earthquake" That's 5, now, in a little over two years! Ugh I'm getting soo goddamned SICK of these goddamned SHAKES! We went, after the first, like, 12 shakes of the day, and  picked my big bro up from work, and there was a really strong shake while we were driving at 80km/h! then when we got back I found my effing shelves had fallen over and EVERYTHING was on the floor in that little 1m x 1m space by…