So basically, I am a lesbian. I have known I was a lesbian since I was 15 (18 now) despite some off-and-on struggles & trying to gaslight myself into becoming more 'normal'. This is because I struggled a lot with my mental health when I was a younger teen & was also 'weirder' & as part of my transition into being happier & more mainstream I thought I could ditch this & be attracted to men bc it's easier, but I really can't. Over the last year I have definitely accepted myself as a lesbian
Anyway!! This isn't too relevant but needed to provide context. Like I say, I am definitely a lesbian. Yet since I was ~13 I have struggled extensively with maladaptive daydreaming to the point where I engaged in unhealthy coping mechanisms (eating disorder) to escape it. I am a very awkward girl who used to be ugly & didn't have much going for me in life, so it became easier to live in a world where I have total control to be funny, extroverted, popular, etc. This was definitely exacerbated by COVID. During COVID when my mental health was at its worst (aged 13/14) I became very dependent on video games (one in particular) & unhealthily attached to some characters. I felt like I was one of the characters and I knew other ones.
Fast forward 4/5 years & my maladaptive daydreaming is out of control. I recovered from my ED & have no escape from it. I have extended & adapted my 'life' as this character so far away from the original text that it bares no resemblance except 'my' name & my friend/r/ship with another character. I have 'alternate universes' of me as this character in different situations, ages, etc often inspired by real life & other media. and it always involves me being a gay man in a gay relationship.
I find it very hard to be honest with myself & admit how dysfunctional this is. I have a job, I got great grades, got into a top uni, got prettier, have a great friendship group of my own all while living this secret life in my head that no one can ever know about. And the only way I can possibly get over this is to fully commit to quitting and, most importantly, 'break up' with my fictional boyfried. I would find this almost impossible to do. I have to tell SOMEONE about this (especially as I believe it is linked to my OCD) and for the first time in my life I want to try talking therapy (always rejected it before), but I'm terrified and sacred and ashamed to admit this out loud. Until I commit to this, I will never be able to have a relationship in real life as I'll always be more committed to the one inside my head which can never exist. I feel so sad and pathetic and that I'm only living half in the real world. I've felt suicidal because I want to kms to live this life w my 'bf'. Bear in mind here I am a lesbian IRL??
Jesus this is such a vent and I'm so sorry but I need some advice ASAP as I just can't talk to someone in real life, even if I never have to see them again. What the hell is happening to me and what the fuck should I do