Where wild minds come to rest
Just found this site- literaly cried when I saw it. I've been in therapy for years for depression, and this 'overactive imagination thingy' as I call it. I've come quite far with my acceptance of myself.
In high school I cried and prayed out go God to take this horrible distraction away from life-and wondered why I was so different from everyone else. (there's still some times I try and wish it away..)
But, through therapy and -life span regression-I have come to see that instead, this is a blessing in my life-it keeps me safe, and protects me from past and present. Having somewhere to go and 'hide' is a true comfort in my life.
When I first came to the website here, there's the statement about 'most kids have imaginary friends, and how adults lose it as they 'grow up' -- amazing, this is exactly how I try and explain it my therapist.
I never knew that other people are dealing with this just as I am. I am very excited to read the posts and blogs here.