I Escape In My Head

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    And sadly its become the once place i return to again and again. really even more sad ever is the fact that fairy tale has left me.. I escape in my head every night in bed, dreaming, sometimes opening to the one that one kind that influences me so...
    Cinderelly Cinderelly
    36-40, F
    1 Response Apr 26, 2008

    All The Time ...

    I escape to other places all the time.  I am always dreaming, thinking and imagining.  I think it's something I have always done.  I'm always writing, creating and shaping feelings, thoughts and memories into words on a screen or on paper.  I have a paper and...
    womaninbliss womaninbliss
    51-55, F
    Oct 15, 2010


    Even when I pass physical borders, it is in my head I escape. Traveling makes no sense without it. Elsewhere is always home for those who live there. It may be ugly, it may be paradise, but it's the usual for those who are there, and different for the visitor. Of both the...
    moreandless moreandless
    56-60, M
    2 Responses Nov 14, 2010

    My Head.

    My story is not a new one; dysfunctional family, invisible child, marginalization and so on and so forth. So very early on I found out the wonders of my own head. I can be alone for hours and hours on end, somewhere in my head. My family does not understand this and I don't...
    desieyez desieyez
    18-21, F
    3 Responses Feb 22, 2008

    It's a Quiet, Peaceful Place......

    In essense it is my dream. When life becomes too much for me to handle, when my memories or flashbacks just get too overwhelming for me to take another minute, I retreat. There is a spot in my mind that nothing can touch. I believe it is where I went when I was molested. It is...
    deleted deleted
    Apr 23, 2009

    Hope This Doesn't Get Too Strange

    All of my life, It has almost seemed as tho there were two people living in my head. LOL Not as literal as that. I don't hear voices ... much :-)In school, I would be going to read out load and I would lose track of where I was and doing and my imagination would take over and...
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    2 Responses Mar 4, 2011
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