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Joelossus
high T af, and a psychopath
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I just realized, that the majority of my memories, which i've stored from my time as a teenager.
Didn't took place in the "real world" but rather inside of my own head. They're nothing but mere products of my imagination.
I think i always had the tendency, to drift of into the daydream world, even as a young kid. But as i grew older, and become more socially isolated, my day dreaming became maledaptive.
I would like to say, that i wish i would've choosen a different path. However thinking back on my life back then, i don't think i ever had a choice to begin with.
My severe day dreaming was simply a result of me lacking better options. It was a coping mechanism, which back then worked the best for me.
There was just nothing in the real world, that made me wanna life in it. Getting bullied in school, growing up with parents who sometimes ignored me for weeks, and didn't really cared about my well being. Hell why would i wanna live in such a depressing enviroment, if i could create a far superior one inside of my head?
Occasionally I would spend hours, pacing up and down my room while listening to music, just imagining a different life for myself. You could safely say that i was addicted to day dreaming.
I would even skip school sometimes, just so i could spend more time within my dream world. Instead of having to face reality, i would aimlessly walk arround my town. While imagining myself having a great social life and career.
Ironically enough, i was missing out on having a social life right then and there, and didn't do a thing to change that. Neither did i spend this time laying out the foundations of having a great career. No, i pretty much just wasted all this time.
But then again, i have to ask myself, why? Why didn't i tried to work torwards my goals, rather than wasting so much time doing basically nothing?
I guess the answer to that is, that my past experiences, just didn't provided me with the confidence to do so. I choose day dreaming over real life, because i was convinced that any attempt, in changing my life would only end up being a failure.
And i didn't wanted to face the possibility, that the things i was daily dreaming about, were in reality unattainable for me. So i choose to be pleasantly ignorant, until reality started hitting me with all it's force, arround the time when i turned 20.
Now i'm just a broken man, who has no hope for the future. And basically just waits for his own demise. It's over.
Didn't took place in the "real world" but rather inside of my own head. They're nothing but mere products of my imagination.
I think i always had the tendency, to drift of into the daydream world, even as a young kid. But as i grew older, and become more socially isolated, my day dreaming became maledaptive.
I would like to say, that i wish i would've choosen a different path. However thinking back on my life back then, i don't think i ever had a choice to begin with.
My severe day dreaming was simply a result of me lacking better options. It was a coping mechanism, which back then worked the best for me.
There was just nothing in the real world, that made me wanna life in it. Getting bullied in school, growing up with parents who sometimes ignored me for weeks, and didn't really cared about my well being. Hell why would i wanna live in such a depressing enviroment, if i could create a far superior one inside of my head?
Occasionally I would spend hours, pacing up and down my room while listening to music, just imagining a different life for myself. You could safely say that i was addicted to day dreaming.
I would even skip school sometimes, just so i could spend more time within my dream world. Instead of having to face reality, i would aimlessly walk arround my town. While imagining myself having a great social life and career.
Ironically enough, i was missing out on having a social life right then and there, and didn't do a thing to change that. Neither did i spend this time laying out the foundations of having a great career. No, i pretty much just wasted all this time.
But then again, i have to ask myself, why? Why didn't i tried to work torwards my goals, rather than wasting so much time doing basically nothing?
I guess the answer to that is, that my past experiences, just didn't provided me with the confidence to do so. I choose day dreaming over real life, because i was convinced that any attempt, in changing my life would only end up being a failure.
And i didn't wanted to face the possibility, that the things i was daily dreaming about, were in reality unattainable for me. So i choose to be pleasantly ignorant, until reality started hitting me with all it's force, arround the time when i turned 20.
Now i'm just a broken man, who has no hope for the future. And basically just waits for his own demise. It's over.
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