I feel like I wasted 25 years daydreaming, instead of being awake, alive, and working hard to get the things I wanted. I feel sooo stupid now. I still could've acted up in my 20's, but a family member was shocked to find out I was a maladaptive daydreamer and I got busted, and things stalled years more. Every time I tried to pull together all the pieces, find a way, and get a new opportunity, this person would remind me why I might fail. It's so unfair that I live and put up with a person who thinks this way, even though I actually stopped daydreaming, unlike before. Once a certain number find out what your head does, there's no going back??
So I am starting over, and hope to get a second chance. I'm attending college this fall, it was hard to get a job in this economy.