I cried so hard when I found out this disease had a name as I thought I was the only one who did this. For a very long time I've been daydreaming. For about 5 years now I've aided it with pacing to music. I'm emotionally attached to it and the people inside my world. I laugh and I cry because of what I make in my mind. I'd rather be at home pacing than out with other people. I have no motivation. I've tried to get rid of this but it gets worse. How are you meant to fight your imagination?…