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Post by julie on May 13, 2019 20:47:44 GMT
Do you ever feel like your fantasy world is so real that it must exist somewhere in the universe?
I have this faint, ridiculous hope that this life is just a transition to the planet of my own making.
Like I couldn't care less if a plane crashes in my backyard, I am done with Planet Earth. Wether I'll be resting in peace or moving on, anytime real life drags me out of my safe space I'm ready to move on.
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Post by trex56 on May 14, 2019 20:37:55 GMT
I kind of relate to what you're talking about. I remember being like 10 years old and realizing that my DD world would never come true and I spent hours crying.
I don't really see my DD world as a transition. It's more like something I experience in parallel with my real life.
I'm not a religious or spiritual person, but I think if there is something after we die, if we're supposed to experience contentment or happiness...maybe we get to experience our DDs or at least those same feelings. For me it's a comforting thing to think about.
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Post by Dimmer on May 15, 2019 13:42:39 GMT
I have that thought from time to time, that somewhere in the infinite universe it must exist, but I know it doesn't and it's kind of depressing. Like trex56 I had that realisation in adolescence, it was a rough time, I imagine many MDers who started very young go through that at some point. |
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Post by julie on May 15, 2019 21:45:31 GMT
You both reminded me of an article I read about people who saw the movie Avatar and then had a depression because of how their ugly corners of the world in direct contrast to the beauty of the Avatar world.
I'm not depressed now though. I'm bipolar and on my high and perfectly happy in my DD marathon. But I dread the day my invalidity is over. I just know going back to work is going to be hell. Nothing is impossible so I'm going to cling to my childish hope because why not? It gets me through the day.
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Post by Layla Farrell on May 15, 2019 23:08:23 GMT
Do you ever feel like your fantasy world is so real that it must exist somewhere in the universe? I have this faint, ridiculous hope that this life is just a transition to the planet of my own making. Like I couldn't care less if a plane crashes in my backyard, I am done with Planet Earth. Wether I'll be resting in peace or moving on, anytime real life drags me out of my safe space I'm ready to move on. I know how it feels. Being agnostic, I don't take anything for granted about God, afterlife and so on. I bear this faint and ridiculous hope too, even if I know that it probably never happen. I know that it's kinda depressing, but well, resignation came very soon for me and I became accustomed to it. Maybe does being Aspie help in some way? And I think there are things that are way more depressing that a very small hope after all. When I read The Chronicles of Narnia, after the finale this hope became (idiotically) a little stronger because C.S. Lewis created an afterlife which is very, very similar to my idea of it. And very often, in my real life, happen little coincidences and odd similarities that the dumb and childish part of me sees as "signs" that I am right and my DD worlds exist... The rational and cynical part of myself, that fortunately prevails, knows that they're all delusions obviously. |
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Post by julie on May 16, 2019 0:07:21 GMT
Maybe, maybe not.
I mean think of all the things we used to think were impossible.
Think of all the people who believe in insanely dumb things like (...edited too political)
I mean...
If they're allowed to believe that I'm allowed my fantasy too.
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Post by Layla Farrell on May 17, 2019 17:01:48 GMT
I agree. I don't have a boyfriend/husband and children, so I'm not neglecting anyone while I'm in my DD. I don't hurt anyone and don't take away other people's freedom, so I'm allowed to daydream as long as I can. I only care about keeping my balance between DD and reality. Is it escapism? Sure, but still smarter than watching trashy "reality" shows, lol.
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