It used to make me sad, because I would/could never have a relationship that lives up to that romantic ideal in my head. Or it used to make me think I was doing it because I was subconsciously lonely and I should put that energy into actually trying to find a relationship. Even worse, it made actual relationships seem so bad because they werent perfect, weren't narrative, or even more worse I would blame myself for not being good enough to be able to create or perform my role correctly to create perfect relationship. It took a lot of time, self compassion and self work to become more comfortable with who I am.

Now I've accepted and embraced my vivid imagination and I treat my bedtime romantic fantasies as just that, a fantasy and I can safely separate it from the real. Like a kid being read a story before bedtime, it relaxes me, helps me to let go of the day and fall asleep with a wonderful image in my head, and if I'm truely lucky that image comes to life in my dreams.