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I didn't understand the phrase, so I looked it up. What I found says that this is a theory with little support. However, when I read how the author defined it, I found myself agreeing that, to an extent, what she said goes some way to describing how it is for me when it happens. I'll explain my question, but really I just wanted to make sure I understood what you meant by 'maladaptive daydreaming'.
I get 'itchy' when I see something that suggests there's 'something wrong' with us. For instance, I prefer to call it Autism Spectrum Condition rather than 'Disorder', although I am fine with either, so I just tend to refer to us as AS. That way, I offend both sides or neither, but at least I'm treating everyone the same. 'Disorder', although I accept that our dealings with NTs can be disordered, is a negative word.
So, when I read the root word 'mal' i.e. 'bad', it set my itch off because it's yet another negative word. I realise that this is just me, but I try to avoid using anything 'negative' sounding. The English language is one of my obsessions!
Anyway, like I said, I agreed with the definition. When I'm there, the place I go to is real, and it pops up inbidden. I've always done it, but I've just always thought of it as going into my 'fantasy' world, where I can be what I want, do what I like, I get there and imagine exactly those conversations with people that, in real life, I could never have - all of that sort of thing. The worst case is when I'm talking to someone and go off.
The other person has usually stopped talking before I realise and return to consciousness, and then, of course, I know that they're probably waiting for a response, but I have no idea what is appropriate. Sometimes, I'll utter out loud snippets of the imaginary conversation I'm having, which also usually brings me back. The looks I've had from people and the embarrasing positions I've found myself in make my insides screw up in agony even as I write this, because those occasions are forever replaying.
Whenever anyone has said to me 'can you imagine?' I say yes but really I can't. I know that my other world is illusionary, but only when I'm not there. It gets worse with rising stress.
Is that any help?
I didn't understand the phrase, so I looked it up. What I found says that this is a theory with little support. However, when I read how the author defined it, I found myself agreeing that, to an extent, what she said goes some way to describing how it is for me when it happens. I'll explain my question, but really I just wanted to make sure I understood what you meant by 'maladaptive daydreaming'.
I get 'itchy' when I see something that suggests there's 'something wrong' with us. For instance, I prefer to call it Autism Spectrum Condition rather than 'Disorder', although I am fine with either, so I just tend to refer to us as AS. That way, I offend both sides or neither, but at least I'm treating everyone the same. 'Disorder', although I accept that our dealings with NTs can be disordered, is a negative word.
So, when I read the root word 'mal' i.e. 'bad', it set my itch off because it's yet another negative word. I realise that this is just me, but I try to avoid using anything 'negative' sounding. The English language is one of my obsessions!
Anyway, like I said, I agreed with the definition. When I'm there, the place I go to is real, and it pops up inbidden. I've always done it, but I've just always thought of it as going into my 'fantasy' world, where I can be what I want, do what I like, I get there and imagine exactly those conversations with people that, in real life, I could never have - all of that sort of thing. The worst case is when I'm talking to someone and go off.
The other person has usually stopped talking before I realise and return to consciousness, and then, of course, I know that they're probably waiting for a response, but I have no idea what is appropriate. Sometimes, I'll utter out loud snippets of the imaginary conversation I'm having, which also usually brings me back. The looks I've had from people and the embarrasing positions I've found myself in make my insides screw up in agony even as I write this, because those occasions are forever replaying.
Whenever anyone has said to me 'can you imagine?' I say yes but really I can't. I know that my other world is illusionary, but only when I'm not there. It gets worse with rising stress.
Is that any help?
