Chronicles of a Maladaptive Daydreamer

This is an attempt to rescue my sense of reality, by turning it into fiction. Think with me: if I write my life as a first-person narrative, isn't it a work of fiction after all? As I struggle to draw the line between my imagination and my real life - and you will notice this as you read further - I thought it would be a good idea to create the habit of writing whatever happens to me and post it. As I said before, this is a mere attempt. I am terrible at maintaining habits... I give up easily and I think everything I do is stupid. Maybe it is. Maybe this whole paragraph is simply cringe. Maybe even worse. Maybe I am embarrassing myself completely. Anyway, it doesn't matter. It shouldn't matter. If my existence is, in fact, embarrassing, then all this work will be as well.