Post by talldarkandhandsome on Dec 26, 2018 15:24:32 GMT
Hey, my name's Isaac.
I believe that I'm a daydreamer.
Ever since I was little,I would have these dreams. Though I've always known my dreams can never be reality, I persist in having them. Sometimes my mind drifts off because I'm bored, other times it's to aid my procrastination,
Most of the time My mind wants to get away. I can even remember the first time I believe I experienced these "Daydreams"
See, back in the day when I was about 5, my family was too broke to afford action figures, so I had these makeshift toys, that I would twirl around. All of a sudden, I was in a restaurant, flipping burgers and serving meals, saying something along the lines of "Thank you for coming to mr. FatBurger, please come again". The thing is, I didn't see my living room, well I did, I knew I was still in the living room, but it was like someone took my consciousness (in my head), and flipped it around, so instead of using my eyes to see, I had to use my mind.
When I was having this dream, I was around about 3 other people. My family. And they commented on what I was doing,
"What did you just say?"
"Leave him alone, he's just a kid"
"Does he think he's serving burgers"
which immediatley, almost instantly brought me back to planet Earth, and I just looked at them. I had no idea what I just saw, nor was I able to fluently explain what I just saw.
That wasn't the end of it either, I kept having these dreams. And I had no idea why.
At the same time, my family kept asking me what I was doing, and snapping me out of this trance. That made me a little mad.
I mean, like I said, I KNEW this wasn't real. But something kept drawing me back. I feel almost as if I was conditioned to enjoy being there too, because everytime I came too, my family was in a very unsupportive state.
Eventually, my self awareness kicked in, and I grew tired of them asking questions, so I retreated to a private Area, where from there on out I would give my family the impression that whatever I was experiencing, I had grown out of. But really, my dreams kept increasing,
In detail,
In vividness,
In lore (
)
And I would continue to have them for the next 13 years of my life. Where we are today.
Now, my dreams are kinda like a superhero story, with 4 very abstract characters as leads:
A very fast person
A strong person
Someone who believes in magic
And someone that was struck by lightning.
These dreams haven't impacted my everyday life, I've graduated high school, and completed the first of many semesters in college.
I just wanted answers. I've gone all my life feeling like I'm different, or unlike the others (ironically, something a superhero would say) and I haven't had anything to tell me why. So, I began heavily researching my symptoms the best way I could describe them, and came upon a blog post about Maladaptive Daydreaming. I read the symptoms, and how people experience them. The thing that struck me, was when it said the symptoms included
extremely vivid daydreams with their own characters, settings, plots, and other detailed, story-like features
daydreams triggered by real-life events
an overwhelming desire to continue daydreaming
performing repetitive movements while daydreaming
whispering and talking while daydreaming
daydreaming for lengthy periods (many minutes to hours)
The same blog post led me to this fourm. I almost cried because I had no idea there were others like me (also, something a hero would say). And for the first time EVER, I think I've found a community that can relate with that I have to say and help me explain it. Isn't that amazing?
I believe that I'm a daydreamer.
Ever since I was little,I would have these dreams. Though I've always known my dreams can never be reality, I persist in having them. Sometimes my mind drifts off because I'm bored, other times it's to aid my procrastination,
Most of the time My mind wants to get away. I can even remember the first time I believe I experienced these "Daydreams"
See, back in the day when I was about 5, my family was too broke to afford action figures, so I had these makeshift toys, that I would twirl around. All of a sudden, I was in a restaurant, flipping burgers and serving meals, saying something along the lines of "Thank you for coming to mr. FatBurger, please come again". The thing is, I didn't see my living room, well I did, I knew I was still in the living room, but it was like someone took my consciousness (in my head), and flipped it around, so instead of using my eyes to see, I had to use my mind.
When I was having this dream, I was around about 3 other people. My family. And they commented on what I was doing,
"What did you just say?"
"Leave him alone, he's just a kid"
"Does he think he's serving burgers"
which immediatley, almost instantly brought me back to planet Earth, and I just looked at them. I had no idea what I just saw, nor was I able to fluently explain what I just saw.
That wasn't the end of it either, I kept having these dreams. And I had no idea why.
At the same time, my family kept asking me what I was doing, and snapping me out of this trance. That made me a little mad.
I mean, like I said, I KNEW this wasn't real. But something kept drawing me back. I feel almost as if I was conditioned to enjoy being there too, because everytime I came too, my family was in a very unsupportive state.
Eventually, my self awareness kicked in, and I grew tired of them asking questions, so I retreated to a private Area, where from there on out I would give my family the impression that whatever I was experiencing, I had grown out of. But really, my dreams kept increasing,
In detail,
In vividness,
In lore (
)And I would continue to have them for the next 13 years of my life. Where we are today.
Now, my dreams are kinda like a superhero story, with 4 very abstract characters as leads:
A very fast person
A strong person
Someone who believes in magic
And someone that was struck by lightning.
These dreams haven't impacted my everyday life, I've graduated high school, and completed the first of many semesters in college.
I just wanted answers. I've gone all my life feeling like I'm different, or unlike the others (ironically, something a superhero would say) and I haven't had anything to tell me why. So, I began heavily researching my symptoms the best way I could describe them, and came upon a blog post about Maladaptive Daydreaming. I read the symptoms, and how people experience them. The thing that struck me, was when it said the symptoms included
extremely vivid daydreams with their own characters, settings, plots, and other detailed, story-like features
daydreams triggered by real-life events
an overwhelming desire to continue daydreaming
performing repetitive movements while daydreaming
whispering and talking while daydreaming
daydreaming for lengthy periods (many minutes to hours)
The same blog post led me to this fourm. I almost cried because I had no idea there were others like me (also, something a hero would say). And for the first time EVER, I think I've found a community that can relate with that I have to say and help me explain it. Isn't that amazing?
