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An Introduction to My Warped Little Mind
Salutations, people! I just got onto this site today, and so I'll make a post about myself, I suppose. So heres a brief introduction. I am...well, I would say eccentric, but that is the biggest understatement of the century. I daydream. A lot. I am assuming that everyone else here does too. But it's been weird for me since I started high school.
Now, let me clarify. My high school is a living hell. And one day after a stressful day at school, I felt awful. Not necessarily physically, but just annoyed at the world and the people inhabiting it. On any other day I would have sat down, popped in a video game, and blow off some steam. But for some reason, as soon as I tossed my backpack on the floor, I started walking around the house. Just thinking of all the ways I could be a hero, or a villain or just not going to this school. I walked for well over an hour before my parents arrived and I had to stop. This started to become a daily ritual almost. But I enjoyed it. Except for after I had to stop, because I would realize I was in reality, and it was like a daydreaming hangover of sorts.
I've generally thought of myself as a sane, sensible person. So I needed to figure out why I did all this daydreaming. So I looked it up. And, while I can't remember the name of the condition, I found out that there were other people who did the things I did, and that there was a whole website for these people.
I guess that's what brought me here. I don't exactly know what I'll do now that I am here, but I suppose there are a couple of things. For one, I have decided to maybe post some ideas here that are constantly churning in my mind. There's hopefully some people here that I could chat with too(it's slightly comforting knowing that I'm not the only one who daydreams lots). And I suppose, most of all, it'll be a little place to come to and try to convince myself that I am, in fact, sane (because I sure as hell can't afford a psychiatrist).
Now, let me clarify. My high school is a living hell. And one day after a stressful day at school, I felt awful. Not necessarily physically, but just annoyed at the world and the people inhabiting it. On any other day I would have sat down, popped in a video game, and blow off some steam. But for some reason, as soon as I tossed my backpack on the floor, I started walking around the house. Just thinking of all the ways I could be a hero, or a villain or just not going to this school. I walked for well over an hour before my parents arrived and I had to stop. This started to become a daily ritual almost. But I enjoyed it. Except for after I had to stop, because I would realize I was in reality, and it was like a daydreaming hangover of sorts.
I've generally thought of myself as a sane, sensible person. So I needed to figure out why I did all this daydreaming. So I looked it up. And, while I can't remember the name of the condition, I found out that there were other people who did the things I did, and that there was a whole website for these people.
I guess that's what brought me here. I don't exactly know what I'll do now that I am here, but I suppose there are a couple of things. For one, I have decided to maybe post some ideas here that are constantly churning in my mind. There's hopefully some people here that I could chat with too(it's slightly comforting knowing that I'm not the only one who daydreams lots). And I suppose, most of all, it'll be a little place to come to and try to convince myself that I am, in fact, sane (because I sure as hell can't afford a psychiatrist).
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Comment by Roel on November 6, 2015 at 6:40am
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Welcome Staaph :) I am interested to see the ideas you post :p
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