Hey, I never really knew about maladaptive daydreaming, well what it was called, and how negatively impactful it is, until recently on TikTok. I started to do this activity whilst in the car where music would play, around 4/5, and I would just go somewhere that's better, where I was better. If you have seen my last thread you will know about the sexual abuse that occurred during my childhood but to add more to my childhood I was just really lonely, mentally. My parents had me at 16 and 18 so from there you can kind of tell how I was brought up, just a kid being raised by kids who were also raised by kids. I always knew my mom favored my little sister over me, this was confirmed when she stated that if she only had me she would be bored because of how quiet and 'boring' I am, or was... I never told her how much that statement hurt me growing up. But anyways, I guess I was seeking love and validation so when the music would come on I would be the star of the show. I mean I would be this most amazing person who everyone loved and found pretty (I should mention that I have serious problems with my body and self-image) and adored, I would be number one. Then I moved to play music through my headphones in bed before going to sleep whilst covering my eyes with my forearm, and then around Year 7/8 is where the pacing started. Ever since then, I have continued to do it, not so much now but every so often (I am 21). Sometimes it's not always with music, sometimes I just act out random scenarios in my head but the majority of the time it was with music and pacing around.
I remember it being an addiction, something that I needed to do to be happy. But I see now it's greatly negatively impacted me. I do it unconsciously. I could be at work and a thought would come in my head and I would just be gone. But I think the worst part is most certainly the headphones, the music, and the pacing. I remember missing family parties, friend gatherings, and just other things due to the fact that I wanted to do that activity. It was a rush for me, and it still is. The problem is this person and version of myself that I have created in my head is too perfect that I hate the real me. I spent most of my life envisioning I was her when really I'm just me. Whenever I look in the mirror after that activity, I cry because I hate myself, I hated/hate the fact that I am not/wasn't her.
It was like each time I did it, it took another part of me. Now I feel like I don't have a personality, that I will never live up to that person in my head. That scares me because ever since a little girl that's all I wanted to be. To put it into perspective, I would spend almost all day doing it if could, I would even lose out on sleep just to do it and even be late for important things such as work or school. I would get so angry if I was ever interrupted whilst doing it that I would resent that person for a while until that emotion would calm down.
Now when I look back I can see that most of my life was spent living in another world where I hate reality, reality doesn't even feel real anymore, nor did it ever do. I honestly thought this was normal, but at the same time not because I would never tell anyone. To say the least, maladaptive daydreaming took over my life and now I am suffering with the consequences. I am never happy with myself and even if I am it only lasts a little while. I could say a whole lot more but after writing this I feel emotionally numb.
I remember it being an addiction, something that I needed to do to be happy. But I see now it's greatly negatively impacted me. I do it unconsciously. I could be at work and a thought would come in my head and I would just be gone. But I think the worst part is most certainly the headphones, the music, and the pacing. I remember missing family parties, friend gatherings, and just other things due to the fact that I wanted to do that activity. It was a rush for me, and it still is. The problem is this person and version of myself that I have created in my head is too perfect that I hate the real me. I spent most of my life envisioning I was her when really I'm just me. Whenever I look in the mirror after that activity, I cry because I hate myself, I hated/hate the fact that I am not/wasn't her.
It was like each time I did it, it took another part of me. Now I feel like I don't have a personality, that I will never live up to that person in my head. That scares me because ever since a little girl that's all I wanted to be. To put it into perspective, I would spend almost all day doing it if could, I would even lose out on sleep just to do it and even be late for important things such as work or school. I would get so angry if I was ever interrupted whilst doing it that I would resent that person for a while until that emotion would calm down.
Now when I look back I can see that most of my life was spent living in another world where I hate reality, reality doesn't even feel real anymore, nor did it ever do. I honestly thought this was normal, but at the same time not because I would never tell anyone. To say the least, maladaptive daydreaming took over my life and now I am suffering with the consequences. I am never happy with myself and even if I am it only lasts a little while. I could say a whole lot more but after writing this I feel emotionally numb.