One of the most prominent features of my personality is that I live in my head, in my internal world. I am submerged in an inner sanctum of dreams and fantasies, eschewing an occupation with the world of real objects.
The psychoanalyst Christine Keiffer writes: Fairbairn observed, “in his clinical practice of psychoanalysis, that if patients’ dependency needs had been thwarted, they turned instead to their internal world, relying upon their connection to fantasied objects as a means of compensating for inadequate parenting, and as a substitute for new relationships that might satisfy but might also re-injure them.”
Is my pre-occupation with fantasy a sign that my early dependency needs were thwarted? I wonder about the psychological outcomes in children who enjoyed indulgent impulse gratification — is there an effect in such cases on the child’s use of fantasy.