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Yes. Only way I handled it was retreating to my books and imagination. I had a constant story going on in my head at all times. I'd be talking to my mom and daydreaming at the same time I did it so much. It got to the point where I was daydreaming more than one story at a time depending on my mood I'd change storylines. I went to sleep that way. I woke up thinking about it. I would prop my books on my dresser and read while getting dressed. Prop them up beside the sink while doing dishes. Hold one in one hand while I vaccumed. I escaped from the real world. It messed me up. Along with other things I got into to "escape". Ended up when I came out of my constant day dream I gave up on my longing. Realized it was an impossibility. Still is.
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"Always learn the rules so that you can break them properly." Dalai Lama
My Karma just ran over your Dogma. 
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