My imaginary friend


When I was a kid, I had an imaginary friend. My imaginary friend wasn’t/isn’t like other imaginary friends. Mine only ever showed up when I slept. I dreamt of him, and when I was awake, I talked about him incessantly..which is probably why my mom assumed he was just an imaginary playmate I entertained myself with as I played during the day.

I’m not sure when I realized that Alex (I gave him the name Alex) wasn’t real and that other kids didn’t also have a person they played with in dream but, I do know I stopped talking about him to people once it became clear it wasn’t “normal”.

After I started school I dreamt of Alex a lot less. In fact, I forgot him to a great extent…dreams tend to lose their details after you wake soo, that kinda makes sense. I didn’t forget about Alex though, not once. I knew he existed and that gave me comfort.

Over the years I dreamt of Alex whenever my life was hard.. sometimes it was very very hard!

I didn’t connect Alex to a real person until I was in my 30’s..yup, still dreamt of him! He’d gotten older gradually in my dreams until, one day, I recognized him. That was, interesting…(if by interesting you mean mind- bendingly freaky) I knew it was Alex..but, I also knew that Alex wasn’t his real name. I knew his real name because I recognized Alex. This is where the freaky part came in. It was totally mind-boggling!

Anyway, these days he doesn’t come that much. I’m very happy soo maybe that’s why? He arrives the most often when I am sad or struggling. (I have chronicled some of my dreams on my Weird Dreams page if you are interested in dreams)

I’m not sure why I’m writing this post. Maybe just to leave a memory on paper about this person I call my friend. He’s been with me a very very long time.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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