I’m 21 and have been having the craziest most vivid daydreams since I was a little kid. I was always told that it was imaginary friends, a way of coping with my parents divorce, stress from school. It started when I was 7/8. The thing is though, although I’m not in denial about having MD (anymore, it took a while to realise) and have been as honest as I can with my family and friends, I don’t think it’s hindered my life. I’ve spent hours and hours in daydreams, never wanting to come out, but once I got through the terrible teenage years, life didn’t seem so scary anymore, and my daydreams became less frequent, but still as intense. I don’t really know why I’m writing this, but I suppose it’s to say that MD doesn’t control my live. I have a degree, I have a job, I have great friends and I beat the thing that scared me most, which was being defined by this small part of my personality. I know it’s not like that for everyone, but to me, I’m not scared of living with this. I don’t think I’m being harmed by it.
Sorry to ramble on…
-No need to apologize, thank you for sharing! I’m so happy for you being able to live and succeed without letting daydreaming hinder you. As I get older I start to feel slightly similar. But when I was a child, my daydreaming was so maladaptive I barely knew how to live outside of my dreams. People like you show those who are struggling that it is possible to live a healthy happy life despite the daydreams. (:-