Maladaptive Daydreaming

Maladaptive Daydreaming

Mar 16, 1996


A message from The Historian.


Fodder first remembers daydreaming to his own detriment in first grade. There was a girl: Chelsea.

Fodder thought that she was beautiful. He loved her personality. He would spend hours creating fantastical scenarios in his own head; situations where she had been hurt, or where she was in danger - and Fodder would swoop-in to catch her. To save her.

He would go on to daydream of her - to fall asleep thinking of her - for the entire school year. But he would never work up the courage to talk to her.

That is, until the teacher paired the two of them together to work on a coloring book exercise.

“What color should I use?” she would ask innocently.

Fodder would turn a bright shade of red. His face would become hot, and he would start to sweat. In an effort to stem the humiliation, he did the only thing he could think of:

He stuck his head into the bag of crayons, and pulled out a red one with his teeth.

Chelsea laughed.

And they never spoke again.


data.stats.symptoms = [
    - horror
    - humiliation
    - panic


Fodder can still see her face.