For the first time  in my life- I have no real obsessive urge to daydream . I did something very extreme - I went on a vacation by myself  , I had to share a room with a room mate (a stranger) and was also  forced to interact with a group 24/7 for about 3 weeks.

During this time I was so busy that I hardly had time to DD . When I returned home  I also realized that I was actually living a nightmare where I was being tormented by narcissistic family members  and that I was…

First of all this is not my poem -this is a poem that was written by a young indian girl  who used to be a meth addict (she died with a needle in her arm).  Yes this poem is about meth but it can has some of the same elements as another addiction known as Maladaptive Daydreaming and the way it empties the lives of its hosts .

My Name: "Is Meth"



I destroy homes, I tear families apart, take your children, and that's just the start.



I'm…

 As a MDer I have a few techniques - I would like to share with those who are in uni.

 - never study in your room

- group study if you get along with a few folks in your class

- exercise ,it clears your mind

- talk MD breaks after you have finished your study quota

-sleep on campus or in the library - try to avoid going to your room (then all bets are off)

-stay away from alarmists -they feed off fear

-believe that you  are going to…

 I know that this take on MDD is nothing new but I was reading a book on alcoholic addiction and I would say that

MDD is pretty close to alcoholism. Meaning that some of us have lost complete control and dwell  24/7 in a DD.

Behind the scenes however, alot of us  are unaware of co-existing depression /anxiety related disorders that fuel MDD.

Willpower could not help us because we are bio- chemically set up to self-medicate through MDD.We NEED to DD or else we get…

Hi folks

I just joined and for a long time I just did not know what was wrong with me.

Then I found out there was a name for my problem after many years.

MDD has worn out its welcome in my book yet it still feels so good. I want to stop

but for what? Real life is terribly bland. I cannot seem to summon up interests

in those around me - I feel like an alien.For a long time I thought that the imaginary world was

better than the real…