Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
This website definitely makes me feel more accepting of it since I know there are others out there like me. But at the same time I feel like I don't know anyone in person who has this and that makes me self-conscious about it. I also feel like I can't really share it with people b/c it's embarrassing for me.
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Well, I told about it to couple people (my best friend, my parents and the psychologist) when things got really out of control and I came to conclusion that I should just articulate that. Nevertheless, I would never go to details, because I find the content of my daydreams somehow humiliating - the proximity of my alternative world to the ordinary world is so insiginificant that it makes me feel like a failure.
Still, I think that it truly depends on the people - one of my parents was actually intrigued and they referred to an episode from a comic book where the character had an imaginary friend to help themselves to make sense of what I experience. Nobody judged me for this in any way, however, people are different - sometimes they are more willing to understand, sometimes less.
Hmm, thanks for sharing. I feel the same about how far away my daydreaming world is from reality. Sometimes I wish something in me would just click and I would snap out of the daydreaming, but I know that won't happen and that it's likely a permanent part of me. Maybe I'll share with one of my pretty close friends. I've thought about it, but have never come close. But anyway, thanks again for sharing.
Reverie said:
Well, I told about it to couple people (my best friend, my parents and the psychologist) when things got really out of control and I came to conclusion that I should just articulate that. Nevertheless, I would never go to details, because I find the content of my daydreams somehow humiliating - the proximity of my alternative world to the ordinary world is so insiginificant that it makes me feel like a failure.
Still, I think that it truly depends on the people - one of my parents was actually intrigued and they referred to an episode from a comic book where the character had an imaginary friend to help themselves to make sense of what I experience. Nobody judged me for this in any way, however, people are different - sometimes they are more willing to understand, sometimes less.
I'm mostly embarassed about the content of my DD's, and I find it very hard to explain it without obvious signs of embarassement to people who do not daydream. It's often dark and violent, and I am afraid people would judge me for it. However I'm starting to tell people I trust that I have trouble with daydreaming and getting stuck into it.
yes, thought I don't daydream nearly as much as I use to. I've only told my mother and she was convinced I was suffering from schizophrenia.. so I've promised myself not to tell anyone else ever.
I agree, when I told me best friends (who have known me almost as long as my parents have!) I was super embarrassed. the only people I can really talk about it with is my parents, and thats because they have to share a house with me (and I pace sooo much when I daydream).
Yes, I feel a lot of shame, especially when I consider how crazy the stories sound. I have never told anyone, ever. It's weird, actually, when I think about how embarrassing it is. Why? People do all sorts of nutty things and that doesn't seem embarrassing. For example, I have friends that struggle with addictions or depression or intimacy or repetitive OCD type behaviors. And while those things are debilitating problems, no one seems to feel the need to desperately hide them away and never ever not even once talk about them. That's how I feel though. If anyone found out, I'd just die.
Yes, I agree with this. I have said, casually, "you know, I spend a lot of time daydreaming" and no one seems to think it's odd. But if I were to go into detail- explain about the complexity of this world, my characters, the plots- yes I would be absolutely humiliated. Partially because of what it reveals about me, I suppose. Partially because my plots have developed slowly over the years to the point they are at now so I hardly noticed how bizarre some of them have become. If I were to just tell someone else about it without them knowing the developmental process or what aspects of these plots are interesting to me, they'd probably be totally freaked out by some of them. Sometimes I catch myself, and I see myself from the outside and I think, did I really just spend the entire morning thinking about THAT? Then chills, humiliation, yea.
Reverie said:
Well, I told about it to couple people (my best friend, my parents and the psychologist) when things got really out of control and I came to conclusion that I should just articulate that. Nevertheless, I would never go to details, because I find the content of my daydreams somehow humiliating - the proximity of my alternative world to the ordinary world is so insiginificant that it makes me feel like a failure.
Still, I think that it truly depends on the people - one of my parents was actually intrigued and they referred to an episode from a comic book where the character had an imaginary friend to help themselves to make sense of what I experience. Nobody judged me for this in any way, however, people are different - sometimes they are more willing to understand, sometimes less.
My brother and I both have MD. He embraces his MD and if anyone asks him what he's doing he will say he's talking to himself to remember things. He caught me having a moment which is how it came into conversation. Finding somebody else with the same condition is actually quite relieving as I realise I'm not alone.
Not that I go around telling people about it, I doubt they'd even know what it means. However if it got brought up for whatever the reason, I wouldn't be afraid to admit it. I've always been this 'I don't care what other people think, I know I'm weird.' kind of person. I think the only time I'd feel embarrassed is if the person I'm telling it to is making me feel bad about it.
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