This is a really powerful thread. I'm glad I'm not alone. I don't talk about it w my t or pdoc because it's been happening ever since I could remember. I have both human and animal imaginary friends. I don't even write about it in my journal except for the animal friends. Yesterday I went to a pet store and they were selling prairie dogs. it upset me because they belong in the wild and might not go to good homes. but after I came home one of them became imaginary for me. I also have a squirrel friend named Spartacus. I have real hamsters as pets so it has to be about liking rodents. My human imaginary friends usually come about after seeing a stranger on the street w/ something intriguing about them. My husband knows I have another world inside me, but I don't talk to him about it specifically.
I'm afraid of talking about it w anyone because they'll think i'm crazier than I already am. I don't have a name for the prairie dog yet. Thank you all for writing about this.
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