I seem to suffer from this since early childhood, from all the reasearch i've done social anxiety, being different from others in a lot of ways including high grades while having trouble with communicating and emotions, being an extreme itrovert and having lots of difficulty coping with most emotions and being left to myself most of the time may be all causes to why for so long i've been having livid daydreams that to be completly honest could be turned into several series of novels with reccuring characters, universes and fantasy concepts. Most of the time when i opened up to people about it they never could understand what i was living, and the fear of being taged as a schizophrenic stoped me from getting any professional help on the topic. A lot of people simply dismissed it as being too much imagination and even myself saw it that way at some points. But the fact is i was and still am dependant on day dreams and the metaphors inside them to cope with a lot of emotions and stresses. I end up having characters that represents emotions, situations, fears, anxieties living scenarios sometimes mundane and sometimes all out internal war between things like hopes and fears for the future. The thing about all this isnt that i dont want those dreams anymore since i feel that my life is more rich with them and actually help me develop artistic and intelectual stuff trough simulations and fantasies but the problem is the fact that most struggles requires me to go visit my dream realm to live trough it. I know i am not schizophrenic since i discern that all of it isnt real and that i have an enormous amount of control over these dreams, what i dont control simply seems like messages from my subconcious like in regular dreams. I have started to explore a lot of possibilities like the fact that my difficulties might be linked to autism like asperger since when i was young some experts explored the possibility of autism and rejected it because i didnt have any trouble learning, speaking, writing ect. I dont think i am handicaped by dreams but rather by my difficulty to interact with others and deal with stimulus and emotions, like having too much sounds, lights, weird textures, strong emotions and lot of other simple stuff for other people with the fact that my social anxiety might simply be caused by the overflow of stimulus. If you have trouble understanding any of this it might be because i am from québec canada and that my native language is french. I honestly dont know how to even explain to anyone around me what i am living or why and would love some answers, i also looked for the research on the matter and it seems they dont need more people but id love to help with it if the occasion come.
Hello, I feel like I have had similar experiences with my maladaptive day dreaming. From social anxiety to having different characters portray different emotions. Mine also seems to stem from reading alot and having those characters become part of daily day dreams. If you ever want to talk I am here.
Same here, I'm new here and i was searching for people like me so i didn't feel so alone. Your explanation is exactly how i feel about my own day dreaming for most part. I suffer from extreme social anxiety to the point that just leaving the house makes me want to throw up and my heart feels like it's gonna explode. My mom and older brother both suffer from depression and mental issues. As do i but i felt like i could never say anything to them about it because i had to be the healthy, mature , and responsible one. So my 'day dreams" were the only way i could cope with my bottled up feelings and fracturing mind. Even now i've tried to ask for help and for my mother to get me a therapist because i want to get better but she brushes it off because she doesn't believe anythings really wrong with me, and i can't blame her for not believing me cause i've spent 11 years hiding behind a mask and pretending that i was perfectly fine when in truth i was constantly seconds away from falling off the ledge. "day dreams" are the only things that let me go outside and meet people when in reality my feet are stuck and my mouth closed.
I understand this a lot, i was the eldest, my mom and dad left each others and i have 3 yourger siblings, i had to be strong for my mom and them and wear a mask for years before i was finally left alone with myself. The day dreams kept me alive when reality was killing me, somehow i feel that might be something a lot of us have in common here.