BabyyBlues
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long story short. Or short story long whatever. I have a sort of imaginary friend. He is inbetween being a hallucination and being an imaginary friend. He is the only thing that keeps me happy when I'm upset. Who is he? Well he's a toddler. He always wears blue footie pajamas and he has adorable blue eyes and blonde hair. He is like my real child. I sort of created him on accident by obsessing over wanting a baby. I turned around one day and there he was. I call him baby. He came to me as a one year old. I don't talk to him out loud unless I'm completely alone. I usually speak to him using my mind or as I like to call it, "thinking" to him. He doesn't know that he's "not real" yet. I believe that hallucinations are the result of another realm intertwining with ours. I guess Baby got stuck in our world. I don't even know if this hallucination will ever grow up or anything I just know I love him and it makes me sad I can't share him with the world. Am I crazy? Any similar problems?