Dear Gaia:

Just read your second post and will reply to it: I think I understand fantasy, lived in it for so long as a teenager at least, maybe longer. When life in the real world available to us is too difficult and unpleasant, we turn to fantasy, simply because we are able to imagine a better life, or a series of better lives, in worlds where we do  fit, unlike the one where we are alone and feeling too abnormal to fit.

I had to give up of those “several different (unlived) potentials and identities” when healed enough, so to continue to heal, and instead live the one life that was available to me best I can, being who I am. And who I am is not at all who I thought I was (a nobody that required substitute identities).

anita