![]() ![]() How could I be wasting away my potential and my future locked inside my own head? How could I be spending my own life daydreaming like this? …In fact, not only was I deeply embarrassed, I was ashamed. To be blunt: I was deeply embarrassed by my maladaptive daydreams. ![]() …I also knew that the more I engaged in maladaptive daydreaming, the worse my real life became. I knew I was doing it to avoid facing the realities of my own life. I knew my maladaptive daydreaming was a form of escapism. ![]() …I would go over the same maladaptive daydreams over and over in my head refining their details into a perfect Hollywood-style script. …I would wake up maladaptive daydreaming and go to bed maladaptive daydreaming. …From my teenage years until well into my twenties I would routinely construct new worlds utterly divorced from my own reality. Throughout my life I have struggled with maladaptive daydreaming. Hi! My name is Alex and this is my story… ![]()
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