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dixiedumpling -> inner child (7/7/2004 7:26:13 PM)
Since we've spent some time talking about birth order, astrology and the like lately, I have a question I'd like to pose. When Y/you were a child, did Y/you have an imaginary friend or inner self that kept Y/you company, comforted Y/you or conversed with Y/you?

sub4hire -> RE: inner child (7/7/2004 8:02:26 PM)
Can't say that I did. I spent my childhood alone. Did a lot of thinking, reading. Drew a lot of pictures and stories.

Ladybug19 -> RE: inner child (7/7/2004 8:40:00 PM)
nope no imaginary friend but i day dreamed quite a bit Slave Dee

feline -> RE: inner child (7/8/2004 2:23:06 PM)
No. I fantasized a lot, but not of another person. My childhood was not a good one. [&:] [image]local://upfiles/17000/F3BADF7D17BB48EAA65888AF7F054AA8.gif[/image]

Estring -> RE: inner child (7/8/2004 5:03:52 PM)
My imaginary friend was actually an 88 year old man. And he always insisted that I was HIS imaginary friend. I think he was senile. [:D]

EStrict -> RE: inner child (7/8/2004 5:37:11 PM)
::laughing strangely, I believe that possible of you Sir :)

iwillserveu -> RE: inner child (7/8/2004 6:05:09 PM)
My mother was/is on medication now but still is a paranoid schizophrenic. That is someone who hears voices. Yes, it is hereditary and I think on weird tangents (that often need to conveyed as several sentence even if I can see a strong relation between them [like Brother and sister[:)]]) (Yes, one voice will make sarcastic comments.[:)] [It's OK, I'm just nuts.[:D]) I spent lots of time ignoring the voices that keep me company. (Gee did that piss 'em off [:D].) As for the imaginary friend, my hallucinations were aural, not visual.[:D] (Well, except for that time in college and I swear that joint was laced with something.[:)]) OK, seriously, I wish I had a friend when I was younger, even an imaginary one.

redheadedcalin -> RE: inner child (7/8/2004 8:28:35 PM)
My family used to give my imaginary friend birthday parties!

LadyBeckett -> RE: inner child (7/8/2004 8:41:12 PM)
Hey! My parents used to have parties for mine too! All fourteen of them! They called them my brothers and sisters. [;)] I had imaginary peace and quiet. lol

Bolo -> RE: inner child (8/4/2004 4:53:57 PM)
Hmm, I think that was all I ever had was imaginary friends, whether in the mind or the ones I went to school with. I have a few real ones today, like Lady B but they are few and far between. I didnt have much of a childhood either...

gitta -> RE: inner child (8/4/2004 5:01:27 PM)
Giggles, never had an imaginary friend, but did have a lady who raised me called Mammy..(not my mother) she taught me right from wrong, how to be a good person, things that i live by to this day...loved Mammy..smiles ,but yes i did long for an imaginary friend too... smiles, gitta

kiki blue -> RE: inner child (8/18/2004 1:55:01 AM)
I didn't have an imaginary friend, though I did pretend to put on cooking shows and the like. I'd pretend there was a camera opposite me as I baked - even went to the trouble of putting all the ingredients into individual bowls [:)}

afmvdp -> RE: inner child (8/18/2004 11:50:51 AM)
I was too busy trying to catch the neighbor girl in a fishing net to have an imaginary friend. Perhaps I'm just too task oriented.

dixiedumpling -> RE: inner child (8/19/2004 8:59:34 AM)
This isn't a bump, but just thought I'd tell why I posed this question. As you might imagine, I've tried therapy. It's those unguarded moments when something slips out that piques the doctor's interest the most. I couldn't tell you what I said now to save my soul, but I revealed a childhood fantasy friend who lived until recently in my head. I had an inner self. She was me, but perfect. She was perfect in that she was everything I wasn't: pretty, quick thinking, super intelligent, accomplished. When things weren't going well in my life, I'd think about her and how her life was going. Dean Koontz must have heard about this for he wrote a book called Out Of The Corner Of His Eye or something similar. The premise of the book is that every time you do something that changes your life for the worse, another life splits off where you made the other choice. Everyone has dozens of parallel lives. It's an appealing thought that somewhere there's a me who made the right decisions and has a better life.

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