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Post by skyler19 on Oct 16, 2020 4:06:05 GMT
I've recently got to know that maybe I am a maladaptive daydreamer. This is very new to me- writing down what I feel on a social network freely, without being judged. I donot know, that if ever, my thread would ever be read by someone. But for me the idea of 'maybe someone will' is more than enough. My life till now has always been something that I wish I could have done something for. I've been daydreaming a lot these days. I get happy when I daydream, because that's what I wanted, not all of it but a part of it. Some of the days I feel why am I even alive? There was a time when I used to self harm out of frustration, anger and pain, which when my mother caught, instead of asking what's wrong she made it worse. She said it to my father and he too started behaving harshly. And since I've started to properly daydream because that was the place where things were acceptable for me as an individual. It was not a Lala land. I just used to think about the real life situations in just a different way, that my parents would have understood me and that they could've helped me.
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Post by someone on Oct 18, 2020 3:29:51 GMT
I've recently got to know that maybe I am a maladaptive daydreamer. This is very new to me- writing down what I feel on a social network freely, without being judged. I donot know, that if ever, my thread would ever be read by someone. But for me the idea of 'maybe someone will' is more than enough. My life till now has always been something that I wish I could have done something for. I've been daydreaming a lot these days. I get happy when I daydream, because that's what I wanted, not all of it but a part of it. Some of the days I feel why am I even alive? There was a time when I used to self harm out of frustration, anger and pain, which when my mother caught, instead of asking what's wrong she made it worse. She said it to my father and he too started behaving harshly. And since I've started to properly daydream because that was the place where things were acceptable for me as an individual. It was not a Lala land. I just used to think about the real life situations in just a different way, that my parents would have understood me and that they could've helped me. Whether you are or you aren't somebody with MD, you are not alone. I never talked to my family about my worst thoughts or most destructive actions also because I was afraid of their reactions just making things worse. I wished they would understand. I still do, but I still find myself very secretive and to myself with all my most desired interests and most potent problems because they don't understand. I'm hoping things get better for you with the support of this forum. And I hope you know you are not alone. This community will be here for you. People aren't present all the time here, but I found that any thread created in the Advice and Vent thread eventually gets a reply, usually in no longer than a week after it was created. And the moderators would likely get back to you also if you direct message them. I hope things could start getting better for you. I know that's what you want. That's what we all want. And we've got one another to help us reach our goals. |
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Post by lea1166 on Oct 28, 2020 3:14:34 GMT
I think I lost my entire high school experience . I never knew this existed . I failed everything . I was not participating in classes .. I did have friends during breaks and weekends . I had a very vivid fantasy life that now seems unbelievable. I spent years involved with done dick part of my brain . I do remember vividly when I had to cut that part out of my life ... I knew it was not useful but I remember struggling to let it go .
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Post by justsomeonewithadhd on Nov 17, 2020 18:52:24 GMT
I just discovered what Maladaptive Daydreaming is...And now i know why i’ve been doing a lot of stuff since i was little. I have no idea what to do...or how to get better. Maladaptive daydreaming is probably one of the reasons i became incredibly shy and socially akward...since i was very young i always spent DAYS isolating from everyone for traveling in my imaginary worlds as my character... I also have ADHD, but i don’t take any medication or treatment, i just have a legal piece of paper saying that i have ADHD. My parents think that it is not a real desease and that in today’s world people just get diagnosed for every single little thing. The only people i can talk about it with are my closest friend, both with DID. I have no idea what to do and i just found this website on an article... Hope ya’ll have a good day. (Sorry for grammatical errors but i’m an italian student. I’m  if my english it’s good enough) |
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Post by Rapunzel on Dec 29, 2020 6:56:44 GMT
Hello, uhm this is very new for me. Sorry if this is a bit too long. But I just found out what Maladaptive daydreaming is. It's crazy to know that I'm not the only one out there who struggles with it, I personally think my sister does too. She will sometimes pace back and forth throughout the halls. Rather I would prefer to bounce or something. It's starting to scare me a bit, as I do think that I'm going crazy or something. I'm just so glad to know that I'm not. I can't remember exactly when this started. And I have no idea what I was  when this did start. I just plugged in my headphones and started jumping and daydreaming. I've mainly only ever jump. But I think this is something scientist need to look into more. I mean, it's so hard. My dad has randomly caught me jumping quite a couple of times and he just thinks I'm crazy or something. And that HURTS to be honest. I don't want to be emotional, but I mainly daydream because reality is too harsh for me. And most of the time when I do daydream, I daydream of someone helping me escape that. I daydream about being a perfect girl and sometimes not-so-perfect girl. It started this year. And I can't remember what I was or why I started doing it. I just did. I'm pretty sure that I have OCD too, but my parents don't believe me and will shout at me saying "oh your fine." But I'm not and this is truly killing me inside. It's so hard, I know the majority of how it is. Sometimes I will just jump and daydream for hours on end. It's bad, but it makes me feel good. Does that make sense? It makes me feel so much better. |
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if my english it’s good enough)
when this did start. I just plugged in my headphones and started jumping and daydreaming. I've mainly only ever jump. But I think this is something scientist need to look into more. I mean, it's so hard. My dad has randomly caught me jumping quite a couple of times and he just thinks I'm crazy or something. And that HURTS to be honest. I don't want to be emotional, but I mainly daydream because reality is too harsh for me. And most of the time when I do daydream, I daydream of someone helping me escape that. I daydream about being a perfect girl and sometimes not-so-perfect girl. It started this year. And I can't remember what I was