I'll be frank. The real world seems very little to me. Working and sitting here gets old and it doesn't really satisfy me. So escapism is something that keeps me sane in a physical world that I dislike. Video games were my first form of escape. I always act like I am inside that game world and I can touch and feel the wonders and beauty of those worlds. When that's not available, I like to daydream to escape. Most of the time, I daydream that I am gaming or pretend that I am in that gaming world through my daydreams. Nowadays, I daydream that making my own game with my own characters and monsters. So escapism that I learn to embrace because it is the part of me that allows me to cope in this physical world. There are times that I do wish to totally escape and withdraw into the world of my imagination because it is the reality that I wanted so much and that physical world always seem to let me down time and time again. When I am depressed, I want to escape even more but then my world would be depressed and filled with horror. So I know that I am becoming too attached to escapism but I don't care. If it was a drug, I would be addict to it yet it is pretty much safe. I mean, my imagination is a safe place to be when the real world isn't helping me at all.