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Post by dustfiction64 on Apr 12, 2019 15:58:09 GMT
Hello, my name is Hannah.
I’ve been maladaptive daydreaming ever since I moved to England from my 10 year home of Scotland. It started as me introducing characters from films and tv series into my everyday life. Nobody really liked me where I moved to but I suppose I felt like these characters watching over me would help. They would pop up behind people and talk to me, sit with me while I studied.
It has been going on for years now. I no longer simply bring them to my world, I create a persona and inject myself into theirs, I have around 70 separate realities perhaps more, I stopped counting at around 68. I never knew that there was a name for it much less people who were like me.
But it’s no longer some harmless fun, I want to be a neurosurgeon and as you can imagine that requires a certain amount of extra study time, work experience and focus. But my grades are giving out, they come to me in tests and I can’t concentrate. I even daydream about the people around me. It’s like the daydreams are expressing the emotions people give me in extremes. I have a crush on someone and suddenly I can see myself, well you get the idea. Everyone and everything is my canvas, but now I see that I’m not painting alone.
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Post by Dimmer on Apr 15, 2019 14:03:53 GMT
Welcome to the forum!
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Post by alvi on Apr 15, 2019 16:07:39 GMT
Welcome to the forum
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