As the title indicates already, today's post is about fantasies and their role in human life. In my view, fantasies are a wonderful and very healthy part of our lives. Over the years I have learned that the degree to which I immerse myself in fictional worlds also tells a lot about my current emotional and physical state, though.
The times I am and always have been the happiest are when I am away on a holiday trip with my family. During holiday trips I am not only (more or less, depending on the current overall situation) relaxed, my brain also gets fed with great new impressions and experiences every day. The same is true in general for the times I am with Ludwig, especially when we spend the days with interesting activities and / or with friends. In these situations, I observe two things: It is usually easy for me to enter my (vanilla and kinky) fantasy worlds, and I tend to fall asleep to some lovely naval M/M spanking fantasies.
On the other hand, all the fascinating real experiences every day are so fulfilling that I tend to spend very little time in one of my fictional universes during the day. That is, except for the times when something (Ludwig and) I see or do triggers a fantasy. And of course, I also enjoy spending some of the time with making (kinky) fantasies come true by, for instance, shooting naughty pictures.
Before I met Ludwig, though, I used to spend more time in fictional worlds, having no partner and quite some time on my own. I also immersed myself in the stories I came across in kinky blogland and spent a lot of time reading when I first discovered that new world. Part of that surely was because it was all new and exciting. But I think I also spent so much time online feeding my fantasies because I didn't have a partner at the time and didn't live out my kink. So I made up for that by fantasizing instead.
Today, the situation is quite similar when I am at home and either bored or busy with work that has to be done but doesn't feel very fulfilling. These are the times when I spend more time in my (not only kinky!) fantasy worlds. It helps me to relax and it often helps me to develop ideas for things I would like to do or achieve in the future as well. So, at times when my current real life is not so fulfilling, immersing myself in fictional universes and daydreams serves as a compensation. It can also help me to feel happier and stronger at times when I am feeling insecure.
I have also made the experience that my libido can increase in situations which are sad otherwise. After my mother had died, there was a time when my hunger for sex with Ludwig was stronger than usual because it made me feel alive. The closeness and the positive excitement that goes along with sexual activities acted as a positive counterpart to the sadness I felt otherwise.
There are other times as well, though. The worst situations are those in which I am so stressed out that I can't enter the fantasy part of my brain at all. That happens extremely rarely and then only for a limited time, but when it happens, it shows that I am experiencing a very high level of stress. At those times, I can neither play out any vanilla nor any kinky fantasies in my head. When I am lying in bed, my mind doesn't take me to the kinky naval cadets. Instead, my thoughts are focused on the real life situation which is worrying me. Only when I start feeling better, the fantasies will slowly come back. This is true right now, and I am very happy to be reconnected to the fantasy part of my mind.
I wonder if it's the same for others? When I see, for instance, some of the Tumblr bloggers who add dozens of pictures to their blogs every single day, I can't help but think that the kinky dreamland they are creating acts as a compensation for something they aren't happy with in their real lives. On the other hand, it seems that there are bloggers who disappear for a while, declaring that they haven't got any ideas for new blog posts because their life has become too stressful.
How about you? Do you think that fantasies are a healthy addition to reality? Do your fantasies at a certain time say anything about your current emotional and physical state? Have you experienced times when you used your fantasies to escape from reality? And are there times when you can't enter the part of your brain that creates your fictional worlds at all? If you like to share your thoughts and experiences, you are very welcome to do so in the comment section!