Ever since I was a little girl, & I mean YOUNG, I’ve always been daydreaming. I remember living in Alaska & being 2-3 years old & letting my mind just wander. I would create different scenarios, different characters, & be completely happy. I would sit in my room for hours & just look at the window & pleasantly sigh. I was a very lonely child so my mind was, at times, my only friend. Isn’t that funny? Only to betray me later in life. 😉
It’s all good. I’m getting better. No need to be sad, right?
Anyway, it’s only recently I learned that this is called maladaptive daydreaming. “Mal” meaning “bad” but I don’t see it like that. I guess because it’s an escape? But to this day, I will find myself daydreaming. It doesn’t keep me from doing my job or other responsibilities so it’s not “mal” for me. It helps me relax, calm down, & unwind. When I can’t sleep, I’ll let my mind wander over to my happy place. I’ll imagine I’m at the beach with LH, sipping on the best old fashioned I’ve ever had. Or I’m on the couch with a good book & no distractions. Or I’m dancing & laughing with LC, who always makes me feel accepted just as I am. Different scenarios like that really help me.
So, for me, it’s not maladaptive. It’s “benadaptive.” 😉
I couldn’t decide which one I liked better so you get both! 🙂
finding my truth 