I am 27 years old and I come from Poland. I have been dreaming since I can remember, but only recently found out that it is scientifically described.
In fact, most of my story is the same as in this forum. Roughly: I dream best while listening to music, sometimes I make weird head and arm movements, and sometimes I just walk around the room. The subjects of my fantasies are people I know. I imagine different scenes with their participation, where I amaze them, I'm just a better version of myself. I can process them in my head so many times until I come to perfection. In theory, I am able to control MDD, but practically when I stop dreaming, painful memories from the past come to mind. I start to curse to myself and become aggressive. I don't know which is worse. Rarely my brain is clear, like stand-by mode. I have a constant race of thoughts. There's always something going on, even if I'm not 100% focused on MDD.
I dream from early childhood. Here I will add that unfortunately I have a deformed face, which has seriously damaged my social development. I was bullied. I spent the vast majority of my free time daydreaming. I take it as a destiny from god. He did not give me an appearance that would enable proper socialization, but only a substitute in the form of an extensive imagination that filled and fills the emptiness of everyday life. It occurred to me that I never really lived. I only lived in dreams. I have been sitting at home for over 7 years since I finished my studies. I live in the countryside so I have no other entertainment. I spend most of my time daydreaming. Anyway, even when I dealt with people, I didn't get much out of it, because they rejected me. Nor have I ever had body contact with women. Let me remind you - I am 27 years old. It's so good that MDD helps me a lot with masturbation. I don't have to watch pornographic movies because I'll write a better script myself, with women I know from reality. It's nothing that I haven't seen them naked. I'll take them apart ... mentally.
I don't know what to think about MDD anymore. I believe that this was not what ruined my life, it was only a consolation prize.
I would like to add that I am a calm melancholic by nature, but for several years I have been struggling with OCD and frequent changes of mood. There are often arguments in my family home, and MDD heightens my reflection on them later.