WonderWoman wrote:
I don't have out-and-out imaginary friends. The imaginary people I'm talking about are based on real people, but they participate in my life in my imagination. If I get fixated on someone I can build up a whole imaginary relationship with them. It's not psychotic, it's just very neurotic, a way of coping with loneliness. I'm actually s-l-o-w-l-y developing my current obsession as a real friend--and I think he's an Aspergian too--but I wish I would be free of the obsession. Sometimes I let go, but if work gets hard, I revert to my fantasies. I'd like to develop a real life. I'm trying and having some success, but it's all so slow.
I have done this my entire life. I do not even consciously try to do it. I will just be pacing, and my mind will drift away to fantasy land, and I'll have full-blown conversations or interactions in my imagination with people I know in real life, or celebrities I admire. When I was younger, it could be kids from school that were too cool to talk to me, boys I liked, or even dead celebrities.. Emily Dickinson was my favorite imaginary friend for a long time. Now that I'm older, it's usually people I know that I don't feel fully understand me. Enemies and ex-boyfriends and whatnot.
Sometimes I will even be thinking about something clever I'll say to this person during one of these little daydreams, and I will laugh out loud. Yes, this has provided me with many embarrassing moments growing up, being caught just pacing and giggling about nothing.
I've found that it helps me as a writer, of fiction and stand-up comedy, to jot stuff down that I come up with during these fantasies.