I've always enjoyed fantasizing about emotionally painful situations, not happening to me, but happening to fictional characters. It's part of my daydreaming and is really good for my art, too. Sometimes I get so immersed in the fantasy that I start to cry. The feelings don't linger with me after the fantasy is over, and I find a sort of comfort in it (especially when the situation turns into my character being comforted by their own tormentor). It's kind of a fetish of mine, I guess.
It was never a problem for me, nor was my daydreaming. Like I said, it's great for my art and if you read my first post, you know my writing is my passion. I'm still able to function and socialize, I don't lose time unknowingly. I'm in touch with reality and am even fully aware of what's going on around me while the fantasies are happening. I never fantasize deeply enough in the middle of social situations to make it noticeable to anyone else. And I never acted out my masochistic fantasies in my real life (anyone I'd trust enough to do so with wouldn't fathom treating me/speaking to me in the ways I imagine). As far as I'm concerned, on its own, this isn't unhealthy behavior for me.
But mixed with my depression?
I was diagnosed with MDD twice, but both times were in a haste by a therapist that I had just met who decided to diagnose me right away. One even prescribed me medicine, which I found pointless for myself. It's been said by various therapists and family members as I was growing up that I am/seem depressed but I think my mood can be directly linked to the quality of my life at the time, because when things are going well for me, I'm fine. And I always manage to pull myself out of any hole.
With the help of self-help books and some changes to my social and daily life, I managed to fight off my depressive symptoms in the past and function/thrive again. Basically, I fixed what I saw was broken and things looked up for me, inside and out. However, I don't remember it being easy (it's hard to fix your life when your mind is in self-destruct/"I hate me" mode) and I also don't remember if my emotionally masochistic daydreaming made it harder or had no affect. By definition, it doesn't seem likely that it improved my situation.
I feel like I'm in a hole again, and the only thing keeping me from curling into a corner and resolving to die there is knowing that I've been through this before, and survived with flying colors. But I also sense that this time will be harder. I have more to lose. I have more obligations. I'm not going to have as much outside help. I'm thinking of ways that I can make this easier on myself, and I'm considering giving my masochistic fantasies a break.
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