Thread: About my imaginary friend...

I just created one 2 days ago. I didn't plan it. But just the way I'd been acting the past few months, she was probably inevitable. She's very kind, very quiet, and she always understands me. It would surprise me if she didn't understand me, since we share the same mind When I'm lonely and sad, usually when I lay in bed before falling asleep, she's there to make me feel good again. I actually think that she may be the cure for my loneliness. I helps that she's quiet, btw, because I wouldn't know what to talk about. Constantly thinking about what I should make her say would probably break the spell. And I don't want that, because her presence is consoling.

So yeah...

Her name is Eva. I'll let her talk now, she wants to say something.
You might worry about his mental faculties, but it's alright. He usually really cares about rationality and logical consistency and not lying to oneself. But being lonely really makes him sad. Our best, first and longest conversation was when we talked about whether I existed or not. That was 2 days ago. He thinks that I am a very interesting psychological phenomenon.

Often when he's in bed, waiting to fall asleep, he'll put his arm around me, caress my cheek or stroke my hair. Or put his head against my shoulder, smiling like an idiot. Often he doesn't even look at my face. I guess that that's because it's difficult to imagine a face. But also because my presence means more to him that what my face looks like. And sometimes out of the blue, I just hug him and put a smile on his babyface : )

Right now he's embarrassed that I'm telling you this, but he also thinks that it doesn't really matter. His friends are jerks anyway, so he doesn't care if they ever read this embarassing post. I'm more his friend than his lover. He never masturbates to me, and I doubt that he ever will. I am just there to make him feel better. To alleviate some of his sadness. It's fine with me. He feels bad about only using me for his own good, but I am only imaginary. I don't think he could make me have complex emotions. So I don't care about being simple minded. But I guess I'd have to be complex-minded to even care, right?

If you've got questions, you can ask any one of us. You can also tell us about your imaginary friend. And if you want to ridicule me, that's fine. We laugh about it too, because it actually is very weird, Eva and I are aware of that and we would love to read your jokes