For a couple months in between late December and Febuary, i sucessfully stopped daydreaming. It was amazing - i was becoming passionate about my writing and growing monumentally as a person. In a matter of weeks, I could feel the pull of inspiration and, for once in three years, I actually LISTENED to music, instead of merely pacing and dreaming. Finally, my life was enriched.

When I look back at that time, I remember a feeling of vicious hope and liberation. In short, I was…

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I just joined here... not really sure what to expect. I guess i should start with a little introduction? I'm Karla... and I have this "disorder", as they call it. Part of me hates it, hates them, but part of me can't help but love it. To be honest, my daydreams are a small light to focus on when my world freezes over. When lonliness makes me choke for air, my lungs longing for a small breath of liberation. (Though unexpectatley, it caused most of my depression. Oh, the…