Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
So this new thing has started happening. Today has marked the second time where I have cried during a daydream. The first time I did it was only two days ago. I act out my daydreaming scenarios as they happen in my head, from facial expressions, to gestures, to dialogue, to actually moving around the room as they would (though I also just tend to generally pace around, even if they are sitting still). The content of my daydreams can be emotionally gripping and over-powering. In these two separate scenarios today and also two days ago, I was so caught up in the emotions that the characters were experiencing that I actually cried when the character cried.
It was so powerful. I'm kind of addicted to feeling that again.
Comment
Aww, that sounds really sad. :(
She does know about my daydreams, and that i sometimes cry during them.
I do something similar, Machelle. I will have these parallel storylines or various other scenarios that don't happen on the same track, or they get repeated often. Thank you for sharing!
So your mom does know you daydream, and she sees you do it? Or do you play it off and pretend you're crying about something else?
I cry often during the deaths of my main character (my daydreams don't happen on the same timeline, the same character dies, and is continued to be used afterwards). I've also cried during the deaths of some supporting characters. I have had some where the main character is very badly injured in accidents, her family is all dead. It's very interesting when my mother sees me crying in a corner, over a fake person dying
Oh my gosh, that sounds really intense, Magenta. I daydream every day, but the scenarios, while they always make me feel good, or I like doing them, it's less common for me to experience something so intense, so gut-wrenching, so deep. Not to say my daydreams are boring or without emotion on a daily basis, but they don't always reach that level. It can be depressing when I do. For instance, this last scenario where I did cry--it was so intense, I just had to stop. Daydreaming didn't even fulfill me anymore. That in of itself was depressing, too.
It also gets depressing that the people in the daydreams aren't real.
© 2024 Created by Valeria Franco. Powered by
You need to be a member of Wild Minds network to add comments!
Join Wild Minds network