Anyone else escape Into these little maladaptive "moments"

[madscotsman]

Its like a melancholic madadaptive daydream, it could be a mix of just the right drugs, a song, and a movie playing at the same time,

a particular thought paired with a particular noise at the right time and it just takes you to a different place where things seem better that you don't want to put down and want to just escape into, or anything else,

some examples for me are the opening scene of guardians of the galaxy 3 while on ketamine and creep by radio head plays, it gives me a feeling of misfits bonded in brotherhood and this bigger overarching theme about society as a whole, there was other examples but I forgot them

 

[Nothing Left]

Pretty much 95% of my waking life.

It's hard to stay lucid anymore; just brings constant awareness of my miserable circumstances.

I spent the majority of life in my head.

 

[Wrath]

I daydream and stare at my computer monitor for 12 hours a day. Just listening to music. Not playing games. Not watching pirated tv. It makes me so happy that I start to cry. I'm disconnected from everything. I look away from my clock and suddenly it's lunchtime. I turn on another album, look back, suddenly it's dinner. I don't know what this 'problem' is. I don't want to fix it either. I tried to get rid of it once, which led to me screaming in my room when no one was home, clawing at my chest because the psychological pain somehow felt real. I couldn't stop crying and sobbing. Truly pathetic.

I spent the majority of life in my head.

The first time I heard this was from an author. I stopped and read the sentence over and over. For some reason. It really meant something to me. I was confused at first, and wondered, "How does anyone not manage to live this way?". Then I realized, I'm the broken one. Went home, had a meltdown and broke my computer, then cried about that too. Nothing, nothing ever changes.

Just staring. Hoping. Waiting. For nothing.

 

[Forever Sleep]

I get specific memory 'jolts' back to certain situations and places. Not all of them nice. Other times, it's just a feeling.

Like a deja vu moment that I've felt that precise way in the past. Sometimes, it's just a weird feeling- probably because I'm like- 'Oh, this again'. Then, I start wondering what I did to trigger it. Was it always the same action, the same music or media on on the background? I'm not so sure there is a link though. I'm not even sure what 'it' is. The nearest thing I can describe it to is liminal spaces- so- spaces that feel familar and yet, eerie at the same time.

Sometimes I wonder if it's something significant. Not that I am all that spiritual but- what if 'it's' supposed to mean something or be telling me something? It's not exactly a memory after all and, I didn't choose to think it. So, why did 'it' come about? I think maybe it's as simple as the spinning disc you get on computers while they're 'thinking'. Maybe it's just my mind stalling. Lol.

 

[Forveleth]

I can daydream for 8+ hours/day. I have kept myself awake for hours at night daydreaming. No drugs needed though as I have honed the skill over a lifetime.

 

[RIPwednesdayadams]

unfortunately no. i can never seem to escape my fucked up reality anymore.

 

[Too_Many_Years]

I do but then its back to reality and i crave the way those moments made me feel. The lightness, the freedom, the pure exhiliration in my body. Real life is a mask and faked emotions, those moments are not.

 

[Parnate]

I do but then its back to reality and i crave the way those moments made me feel. The lightness, the freedom, the pure exhiliration in my body. Real life is a mask and faked emotions, those moments are not.

You said exactly what I feel.

 

[CatLvr]

I can daydream for 8+ hours/day. I have kept myself awake for hours at night daydreaming. No drugs needed though as I have honed the skill over a lifetime.

I've always wondered if I was just a little bit crazy because when my headaches get so bad I will do this. It's one of the few ways (and the safest way) I can escape the pain for a little while. The first time I remember having this "skill" was when I was 4.