I just realized I have no really friends they all live in my head, I’m not schizophrenic, I just talk, I imagine who I would talk to. It’s like there is some one who actually cares about me. No one in real life would listen or care about my problem like suicide and cutting so I had to make people who would listen. For the past 4 years I lived in this world that I have created in my head, ever time I am alone physically, I’m never alone in my mind. Thats how reality is, its not really none of it, no really cares about you. I guess that’s why I have to escape to my world because reality just sucks, everyone is mean and cruel. The thing that keeps me sane, most people would call me insane for it.
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Me too
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I do the same thing… I honestly thought I was the only one that did this. I have these conversations with people, some real, some fake, but in my mind they like me and dont judge me… Of course my real life is nothing like this.
Does anyone here imagine talking to someone they were friends with at one point? As if the person still gives a damn?
A,
i feel the same. but theres some good people out there. just go look
Infektious, I often imagine talking to the girl I love… it kept me sane during last 4 years, helped me to survive them.