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Originally Posted by Katana
I've been daydreaming almost constantly since maybe 2008. I have a few imaginary worlds in my head that I use to escape reality.
I've done it much more since graduating high school in 2010. I've rarely left the house since getting out of school because of my paranoia and fear.
In these worlds, I have alternate identities. The worlds almost always are a post-apocalyptic setting, and many things can trigger the daydreams. Music and TV shows always trigger it.
When I'm off in these worlds, I sometimes make the facial expressions and mimic the movements of the characters in my head. I only do that when I'm alone though. I even laugh or cry depending on what my characters are doing.
Maladaptive Daydreaming is like an addiction because it won't stop. I have to take sleeping pills because my mind keeps going with these worlds when I'm alone with my thoughts. Repetitive movements always accompany it, which in my case is walking in circles around the dining room table with my iPod in my hand, twirling the earbud wire.
I get angry when my daydreams are interrupted, and I often snap at my parents.
I was so worried about it because I didn't know what it was. I started searching online about daydreaming and discovered that many people with traumatic pasts, loneliness and depression also do this. Frankly, if I didn't do this I think I'd go insane from loneliness.
Does anyone else here do it, or know someone who does?
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...I had no idea this was even a thing, but it sounds exactly like me. I could have written your post. All the way down to the post apocalyptic daydreams...frickin weird. And yeah, it pretty much eats up all of my brain space, I mimic the conversation without realizing....everything. Wow, thanks for exposing this condition. I've often wondered if I wasn't just Autistic or something and that's why I do it. And I mean, it straight occupies every single second of every day. I try to explain to ppl that I live in my head, but they don't seem to understand what I'm talking about. Good to know there's an actual condition, and I'm not alone. Sorry you're suffering though, hon.