Have you told anyone?

I told one therapist about it. He asked me several questions. I really hadn't analyzed my MD enough to give him good answers. He basically just glossed over the whole thing and focused on his forte which was ADHD/ADD.

I have a real beef with ADHD/ADD. It may be a real thing for some people. But blaming my condition on something that I was born with ignores the way I felt as a child, and the subsequent C-PTSD that I think I got from it. I was diagnosed with ADD once; took Ritalin; it didn't help. End of story. Don't tell me i have ADD!

I think if you're going to tell a therapist about it, you should journal about your daydreams first, so you have enough information to give them. (really... that's the therapist job: to tell you to journal) And print out some info about it from the web, so they can see it’s a real thing.

I told my husband 3 days ago and all I can say this is the biggest relief a ever experienced. The only think I cannot do is letting him see me while I'm doing it. if I'll be able ever to do this. But I also thinks that he doesn't need to see this as its very personal (like going to the toilet for example). Now when he is at home he always make sure I can hear him coming so I can stop doing it before he enters the room.

JusPlainMe what you said really resonated with me. I used to spend a lot more time during my teen years. Now I do it a lot but differently. I don't lock myself in my room with music for hours, but I do it when my husband is not at home. My triggers are not juts music like I was a teen, now its everything. It could be something a read, or something a listen in the news, a message from a friend... I also thought that I would never tell any person, but now that my husband knows I feel incredible well.

My husband and I are trying to have kids so my fear is that I wont' be able to mind them properly if I need to do this (I wouldn't do it in front of them). it gives me hope to see that this was not a problem for you

I know for sure that my mother and younger brother do it as well, not because they told me but because I have seen them several times. I remember seeing my mother doing it and I remember my mother spending time doing this in her room with no lights and loud music. This is how I started doing it, in her room with no lights and loud music.
For a while I also though that it was genetic but now I don't think so. I can clearly see that my need to go to fantasy is due to a lack of love and attention during my childhood. In my daydream I get the attention I need. So the problem I have is my vanity, my need of being special for others. Is like I cannot see myself valuable for who I'm but for what people think about me. The way I found to treat this issue is with Gestalt therapy. My therapist wouldn't talk about the issue, she goes straight to my need of being special.

What I'm doing now is allowing myself to daydream freely and once I'm done I sit down to think why did I go today to the fantasy, what feelings did I experience during the fantasy and How do I feel after it. I'm just trying to analyse why do I need to do it. Meditation and reiki are mindfulness activities that keep me away of MD and I will start with yoga kundalini today and see how it goes.

I've tried... I tried to tell my mum and she said oh I daydream.
I said to my partner once, I told him I daydream I can get lost for hours, I could tell he didn't know what I was on about... I didn't tell him I play out the daydream sometimes out of fear of how he would take it...
So it's something I've kept to myself. So wierd I have this whole world in my head that no one knows about....

Something that MIGHT help: Tell a friend/family member who has been struggeling with mental health or at least has some experience with it. I know it's really hard. But a few weeks ago, I told my sister about it. She is recently recovering from a strong depression and as I told her, she said that I should start to act as soon as I can and attend a therapy.
Ok, at the beginning, we had this classic problem, that she didn't really get it and thought MD was harmless. But later I have shown her some of the websides and articles about MD, and I think that was when she really started to understand it. Now I can talk with her about it freely, she even offered to help me with telling my mother about it( I am still afraid of my mothers reaction!).
But my point is that people with experience might know about the dangers of getting misunderstood or ignored. Some of them, like my sister, also try to prevent others from the same problem(s) that they were suffering from. OK, not everyone is like my sister and I have imagined hundreds of ways about how it could go wrong, but it ended up better than I expected it.