Anybody else have a weird coping mechanism where your imagine your life in a completely different way.
Anybody else have a weird coping mechanism where your imagine your life in a completely different way
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Yea but I usually imagine me fucking up in an alternate universe so it isnt very helpful
I wish I could wear that outfit
I have intrusive thoughts about a reality in which my oneitis is my girlfriend and always by my side. Been like this for 6 years, every single day
I only imagine a shit future that I have to learn to anticipate.
The only joy in my life is imagining a future where things are better. I have no happy memories to look back on. My present life is at a standstill. With every passing week my chances of actually creating the future I envision rapidly deteriorate.
>a girl that will never acknowledge my presence whatsoever is the source of my ocd
that sounds awful
My parents often tell a story about how the doctor told my sex wrong. The doctors told them I was supposed to be a girl and I ended up a boy. I often think if I was a girl I wouldn't be a fuck up.
Yep. Something is definitely wrong with my brain. She was just a classmate who I had short casual conversations with about class. Literally haven't seen or talked to her in years. I can only imagine the pain of a breakup of long-term relationship
You'd still be a fuck-up, it just wouldn't bother you as much.
I feel like I wouldn't be judged as much. I'm really good at "feminine things"
a reality where i'm actually good at making music enough to be famous, but not that famous, just making art for a relatively small group of fans who can appreciate what i'm trying to sing/write
Really feeling this right now. This whole perpetual fuck up routine is getting old.
I regularly do that, but I imagine the worst possible scenarios instead. Somehow, it is more appealing to think of those than to think of a better life. Not even because it makes me think that my current life is better, but because it's far more dramatic.
Yes.
A reality where I'm not a fucking autist subhuman.
It's more of a hobby now than a coping mechanism because my life is so fucking shit
I don't imagine my own life anymore. I imagine other lives of other people. People who don't exist. In these imagined lives I don't exist to them. I'm merely a an unseen observer, like a ghost of a life that never was.
that's called daydreaming and escapism.
if it is what you want make a hobby out of it but never let it be unfun.
>have imaginary friends
>make up more interesting scenarios for boring tasks
more or less
This, started at 13 because I was a loser.
Still a loser but I goto bed so late now I fall asleep immediatly and waste my time all day dreaming to weezer music.
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Hope just delays the inevitable regret
Yes, that's called dissociation.