Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
Having one of those days..
If only you were real. If only I could turn around and talk to you in reality the way I do in my dreams. I feel as though this must exist, somewhere this person, this relationship, this world exists, but that it’s just out of reach. The feelings, the emotions, are so strong, so real. I have to believe in a world where this exists or what else is there.
The frustration is building: I can see you, hear you, smell you, feel you, but I can’t touch you. I can tell you anything and everything. Only you know the true me and there is no part of me that I need to hide when I'm with you. I can take off my mask and finally be me. With you, I am free.
But when I get up, when the day begins, when I’m no longer alone.. You disappear.
The world needs to go away. Responsibilities need to vanish, tasks need to left undone, and the noise needs to be silenced. Let the music play. Let my mind drift on the notes to that other place.
Eloquently put. I understand all too well.
I wish that I can get my family and civilians to see this, but they're just too hard headed. Actually, they normally make me fee ashamed of doing this. Since I am still a dreamer, I understand your thoughts on the subject. I could have said the same myself.
I was born with a imaginative mind, and growing up with this, nobody I've ever met respected that but me.
I understand that you want someone who is open to all that you say and will not make you feel embarrassed and stupid.
Though, I still have to see it from both sides of the coin. It's not always fair to others who prefer and are comfortable to be with reality. Especially when your in a interpersonal job, where you must pay attention to what your doing.
Yes, of course we understand. :(
You explained this beautifully.
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