MD can be good?

[Kelly]

I am 25 years old and have daydreams since my childhood. I was very neglected, I went through abuse, mistreatment and abandonment by my parents. So the daydreams at first became a refuge, since my life sucked. The problem is that it got bigger, the stories more and more realistic and I came to prefer to lie there imagining it instead of doing the least for my real life. I went to therapy, but no psychologist paid attention to it. They told me it was normal and that one hour it would stop. But I confess that I like to have daydreams, it makes me very excited, the problem is when my life comes down to that.

[Jessica Ballantyne]

Wow you study philosophy. How's that going?

[Grace]

Hi! I'm 28 years old and still daydream. As you I started as a child and I found in them protection from an abusing mother. I also enjoy my daydreams today, I think they protect me from my selfdestroyed thoughts. However, sometimes I am concerned about them and I try to control the time I spend and be more aware of the fantasies I create. My psycologist also say that it is normal and I chose to believe her. I have to say that I found so many testimonies about severe conquences of daydreaming but it is not my case. I'm a philosophy PhD student now, I'm one of the youngest person in my department and I'm the only one in my family that porsued an academic career. I'm saying this not because I believe MD is for everyone and harmless, I say it because althought I struggle with selfaliantion and ADHD I managed to get where I am now. Maybe that gives hope to somebody outhere. 

[Jessica Ballantyne]

I can't recommend MD is a good thing. I started since my childhood, and today I regret this. Like you, I used it to cope with social isolation. I was diagnosed with Asperger syndrome, where I had a difficult time relating to others socially. I spent my entire life nearly friendless. Regardless, I got too carried away with daydreaming and it imposed harm into my life. I had employment trouble, didn't stick with school, had trouble getting along with people and missed out on a life of relationships. 

In my 20's I was so happy to start art college in the city. I felt free to spend a career of self-expression and creativity. Apparently it didn't pull out well. My parents were very concerned art won't pay for food, rent, utilities and clothing. Listening to this, I hopped into a design program that was too challenging for me and didn't guarantee I'd have any success. I ended up under the poverty line, and struggled financially for years. To this day, I wish that I made smart and better career decisions as a young person.