Celerity
shape without form, shade without colour
- Jan 24, 2021
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Lately, I have found myself slipping into maladaptive daydreaming again. Part of this is because of the holidays. Without a heavy work or class schedule, I have had too much time to myself. Rising anxiety finished the job by sucking the joy out of my hobbies, so then I am stuck with my endless daydreaming - possible the oddest form of self-harm.
I just started dating this guy I met at the party of a mutual friend's. On paper, he has a lot going for him and is even out of my league in a lot of ways. He's my type physically, he's really funny, we have a lot of shared values and political views (though more on that in a moment), he's in great physical shape, and he makes good money at a steady job.
What I'm saying is that he should be a catch, but all I can feel myself doing is pulling away. He has put in all the effort to reach out to me. I don't think of him at all unless he texts me. When he touches me, I feel mildly curious but with the level of passion one would have in a math class. I find myself analyzing and cataloging my reactions to his closeness, and lust isn't on the list of the emotions I'm feeling.
And this is where the maladaptive daydreaming comes in. My fantasies have spun out of control. I consume a lot of fiction whether it be through the written word or through films or TV shows. Since I was a kid, I could spend hours coming up with new stories. I have even written some fanfiction that I can at least say isn't 100% hot garbage. All this is to say is that daydreaming is a habit I have wittingly and unwittingly cultivated for years.
Of course, when I got older, I began to have sexual fantasies as everyone does. Since I have started dating him, this has ratcheted up several notches to move beyond fantasizing about sex. I dream about finding the love of my life under various weird, dramatic circumstances that would probably put a Hallmark movie to shame. I can't help but feel that this stems from my avoidant tendencies when it comes to close relationships. I always desire the unavailable, and I simply do not know what to do with someone who wants me, so I instead focus on a phantom created in my mind.
But then maybe I am just not attracted to him. We do not agree on everything, and some of the things he has said make me feel like he doesn't respect women and wants to dominate me. Maybe I am being hypervigilant? But while I might excuse these attitudes in a male friend, I'm not really keen on putting up with it in a relationship. Since I lack any experience, it is hard to know which explanation is more true.
I just started dating this guy I met at the party of a mutual friend's. On paper, he has a lot going for him and is even out of my league in a lot of ways. He's my type physically, he's really funny, we have a lot of shared values and political views (though more on that in a moment), he's in great physical shape, and he makes good money at a steady job.
What I'm saying is that he should be a catch, but all I can feel myself doing is pulling away. He has put in all the effort to reach out to me. I don't think of him at all unless he texts me. When he touches me, I feel mildly curious but with the level of passion one would have in a math class. I find myself analyzing and cataloging my reactions to his closeness, and lust isn't on the list of the emotions I'm feeling.
And this is where the maladaptive daydreaming comes in. My fantasies have spun out of control. I consume a lot of fiction whether it be through the written word or through films or TV shows. Since I was a kid, I could spend hours coming up with new stories. I have even written some fanfiction that I can at least say isn't 100% hot garbage. All this is to say is that daydreaming is a habit I have wittingly and unwittingly cultivated for years.
Of course, when I got older, I began to have sexual fantasies as everyone does. Since I have started dating him, this has ratcheted up several notches to move beyond fantasizing about sex. I dream about finding the love of my life under various weird, dramatic circumstances that would probably put a Hallmark movie to shame. I can't help but feel that this stems from my avoidant tendencies when it comes to close relationships. I always desire the unavailable, and I simply do not know what to do with someone who wants me, so I instead focus on a phantom created in my mind.
But then maybe I am just not attracted to him. We do not agree on everything, and some of the things he has said make me feel like he doesn't respect women and wants to dominate me. Maybe I am being hypervigilant? But while I might excuse these attitudes in a male friend, I'm not really keen on putting up with it in a relationship. Since I lack any experience, it is hard to know which explanation is more true.