Let's talk about reality. I usually avoid that here because my day to day life has more than enough of it. Now, though, I must mention my daughter who is reality and fantasy combined. Lucky people have that one other person who understands them. She understands me. She is a true and loyal friend. She obviously cares about me, and she shows it. I have been disappearing and she brings me back to life. She is an old soul, and I'll always be grateful for her love. I'll do anything and everything I can to help her succeed and embrace life to the fullest -- but she's pretty good at that all on her own!
I saw this Dr. Phil on Thursday - Friday. This young woman had this whole fantasy in her mind about a random person from Twitter. She took every event that happened from moment to moment and decided it was a magical message from this person. It was so sad because her reality had been so brutal that she willingly sank herself into a fantasy world. I am far too grounded to dissociate like that, but I do understand her desire to do so. It clearly gave her enormous pleasure. She is able to think about that person, and give energy to the idea of that person, and create a release of all those fun chemicals that make a person feel high on love. It's all brain chemicals -- neurotransmitters, dopamine, and more. Love. Nature's candy.