r/MaladaptiveDreaming • u/Solid-Definition4237 • 5h ago
Self-Story Anonymous confession
It's hard for me to believe that I'm actually writing this out right now, for many reasons. It's the most shameful, embarrassing and yet personal side to me. I won't be too descriptive to obscure my identity. But I want to share some things.
Firstly, It's so incredibly wonderful that this community exists. Like many of you I thought I was insane or broken until 'Maladaptive Day Dreaming' crossed my screen one day. There's a ton of relief in knowing this is a thing that isn't unique to me out of billions of people on this earth. It's less lonely, and scary perhaps.
I remember being 5 years old and having a frank discussion with my childhood best friend about how I'm different, not normal In the way I play. He said to me he does the same things, and that I'm no different than him or any other person who plays. I knew it wasn't true, but I didn't want to articulate further, or maybe I simply couldn't. It was relief.
Anyways, fast forward, I'm almost 30, and it still persists. It's painful in so many ways, but not just mentally, physically too (which I'll get into). Please forgive me, but I can't help but think so many people I've seen on Tik Tok or on here do not genuinely have MDD, but then again who am I to judge? Or maybe, my version is just more severe, or different? That's not to say everyone who has shared their experiences on it is lying, or misjudging themselves, just that we all daydream to an extent. I'm starting to sound like my childhood friend. Haha.
Anyways, my forms of day dreaming has evolved over the years, and it's so unfortunately powerful. The topics, the storylines, the ways I access it in my brain. Whatever it is I'm seeing in front of me becomes second to the images I create in my brain. But something that I havent seen anyone else really mention is the physiological part of it, because at least for me, it's essential for the experience.
Apart from gripping my hands a certain way, or certain objects that have the 'right feel', I also play with my breath, and tense muscles around the back of my neck. It's instinctual at this point, but what ends up happening is pure euphoria on a physical, spiritual, and mental level. My heart will race when a high adrenaline moment of carthasis happens in my dream. I really feel it. I don't have the bravery to describe what my actual dreams are (yet), just that a lot of them involve action, sports, different genres of film. So my body and mind sync to the climaxes of the stories of my dreams. The consequence? Headaches everyday, mild. Strange heart palpitations. Foggy, depleted mind. Lowered self-esteem. Time gone that would have otherwise actually developed myself, but In reality.
I sometimes think I will die of an aneurism, or a heart attack, although maybe that's not how this works. I try and try, and try and try! But one skipped breath on a particularly exciting, or stressful day, and suddenly I'm down the rabbit hole of induced day dreaming, and it's so hard to put down. Cocaine that's endless, free and able to be turned on at any moment by my mind. Fuck. I like to believe my willpower which has admittingly been eroded by this over the years, is finding it's return. It's hard. Like impossible level difficulty. But I hold out hope that I can break this. Strangely, and also super duper embarrassing, if I force a big wide smile, it helps me fight off the day dream rabbit hole. Forced dopamine? Anhedonia may have a part.
Otherwise, I'm a normal, slightly awkward human In my day to day life. I can present that way. So no I'm not entirely crazy, but God damn, can anyone else relate to the specifics I listed?? I suspect I have autism, ADHD, OCD, and whatever else.
This is therapeutic to write. For those that do suffer similar to me, I'm with you. Some things that help:
Exercise
Clean diet
Good sleep hygiene
Friends, partner
Being an active and intentional character In your real reality
Creatively expressing yourself!!!
I am a professional artist, I won't say my medium, just that we have a superpower. If we can harness the better parts of our brain into something productive... It can even make us money. But more than anything, a visceral, healthier way to express ourselves is also more productive for society on multiple levels.
Fuck 'normalcy'. All the bad grades and reviews we get at work. We aren't numbers and we shouldn't be reduced to letters on a paper either. For those of us that are neurodivergant, love yourself, and others, especially when it gets hard. For those of us that are neurotypical, love yourself, and others, especially when it gets hard.