Maladaptive Daydreaming

When i was a kid i used to walk for hours in my room, just dreaming, creating fake scenarios in my mind and living it. it was a way to cope with my real life problems, and it helped. i usually didn't do that around people, because i was ashamed to do that, so it was a secret for years.
But with the time it became a addiction i couldnt control. i didnt want to live the real things anymore, i just wanted to dream every single day.
i thought i was wrong for doing it, so i start hating myself over it.
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years ago my mum discover it but didnt take it seriously. in quarantine my parents put me in therapist (for other problems i developed), i talked with my teraphist abt that dreaming thing, so months ago she diagnosed me with Maladaptive Daydreaming and medicated me.
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The problem now is that i feel empty when i cant go to my fake world, i created a life there, i have friends, i have a perfect life, im happy there. and i have afraid i will never find real people with the same personality as the ones i created. sometimes i dont take my pills to be able to return to my dreams easily.
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i cant live the real life anymore...


(sry my bad english)