Post by amber99 on Nov 12, 2020 12:04:54 GMT
Hi there! My name is Amber, I'm 21 and have been maladaptive daydreaming since I was a young kid, maybe 8? For a long time it was a manageable and fun part of my life, my own little creative and secret world. Like a lot of the posts that I've read so far, I've had a traumatic childhood and MD was always my way to escape. MD became a problem for me in high school, when my fun secret world took over my real life. Although I still know that my daydreams aren't real, it's becoming more and more difficult to perform the way that I need to in school and at work due to the compulsion I have to daydream. This escalation of MD has occurred in dips and valleys, but it's probably been about 5 years since I've had a day without dreaming.
Recently, I experienced another trauma. One of my parents died suddenly, so I had to pack up my whole life and move home to grieve with the rest of my family. Once I got there it was about 10 hours after we had all found out. Everyone else was done with the most shocking part of their grief, but I was not. They had already all been crying together and talking things through, meanwhile I hadn't had a chance to catch my breath.
This has escalated my MD to a completely unreasonable place. I cannot complete my tasks at work, I am falling far behind in school, and cannot keep going at this rate.
I was diagnosed with a long term, low grade, depression (dysthymia) when I was 16, however, I think there must be something else going on like a PTSD piece, or at least an anxiety disorder. I'm in the process of speaking to a professional now, but everything is remote and it's been a slow slow process.
I am so
to get better and to take my life back! All I want is to feel better, to make memories in my real life, and leave my worlds and characters behind.
Recently, I experienced another trauma. One of my parents died suddenly, so I had to pack up my whole life and move home to grieve with the rest of my family. Once I got there it was about 10 hours after we had all found out. Everyone else was done with the most shocking part of their grief, but I was not. They had already all been crying together and talking things through, meanwhile I hadn't had a chance to catch my breath.
This has escalated my MD to a completely unreasonable place. I cannot complete my tasks at work, I am falling far behind in school, and cannot keep going at this rate.
I was diagnosed with a long term, low grade, depression (dysthymia) when I was 16, however, I think there must be something else going on like a PTSD piece, or at least an anxiety disorder. I'm in the process of speaking to a professional now, but everything is remote and it's been a slow slow process.
I am so
to get better and to take my life back! All I want is to feel better, to make memories in my real life, and leave my worlds and characters behind.