Imagination can kill happiness

Sometimes, like many other people, I like to make up stories in my head.

These stories often have something to do with the reality which I tend to idealize.

My imagination is very colorful and thinking almost feels like reality... which makes the whole thing even worse as part of me occasionally thinks that this imagination is my actual life.

When I get back to reality however, I feel nothing but emptiness.

Knowing my idealized life can never be achieved. That it is in fact just a story I made up.

It leaves me with nothing but sadness.

I can't really stop it as I start to imagine things automatically and I know I'm not the only one who feels this way.

I just wanted to express myself and vent :)