pechaberry
Member
- Apr 29, 2026
- 27
I feel like the only time I'm happy these days is when I'm inside my head dreaming about shit that can never be real. I wish I could crawl into my daydreams and disappear.
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starboy2k
whhaazzzzzuuupppp
- May 21, 2025
- 486
Maladaptive daydreaming is pretty much one of the reasons I haven't killed myself in my younger years. My head wasn't at planning my death, because it was too busy daydreaming. Now I want to die because I know my reality will never match my daydreams.
pechaberry
Member
- Apr 29, 2026
- 27
That's kind of where I'm at too. The older I get the more I realize how far away and pathetic my life is from my dream. My daydreams haven't really changed, my life does. It's just an endless depressing march forward.Maladaptive daydreaming is pretty much one of the reasons I haven't killed myself in my younger years. My head wasn't at planning my death, because it was too busy daydreaming. Now I want to die because I know my reality will never match my daydreams.
indeed. I'm starting to consider psychedelics and dopamine reuptake inhibitors to enhance the vividness of my daydreams.
rotthjärta
New Member
- Apr 24, 2026
- 3
It is pretty much all I have. God, I just lay in my bed for hours a day daydreaming, or even when I need to leave the house I always need some time to daydream. I always had a bad habit of this since I was very young and its only gotten better, more vivid. Who would hate to talk to anyone and everyone at anytime in their own way.
Sometimes I really wish they were real too, at times I get so desperate and I wonder if maybe there is a way out of here to live in those never ending fantasies.Yes. I hate it. I want it to be real so bad. Or just let me leave this place. What a mess life can become
