Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
So here's what I mean: I spent YEARS as a child pacing around the playground, daydreaming. In my daydreams, I would comfort people, let them cry on me etc. But when I finally started to force myself to stop DD in public, it shocked me that how when they cried I couldn't even be near them, let alone comfort them.
That's my example. Has anyone else experienced anything like this?
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well i guess you could say ive experienced something like that.. In my daydreams Im just plain and simply perfect. I help everybody out, make everybody laugh, have no enemies except for a few that just think theyre better than me or whatever. Anyways, one of my favorite parts of having MD is seeing myself so stunning and likeable, but when i eventually venture back into reality, it makes me feel depressed to realize that i am nor will i ever be the gorgeous popular girl i seem to be in my fantasies.
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