Me, My Fantasy, My One True Imaginary Love.....

When I was younger, I use to think about a guy....He wasn't real, I made him up. Of course you would think a little kid has a imaginary friend. But he wasn't imaginary, and at the same time he was. I am in love with him. Jake, is his name.
And he is a product of my maladaptive daydreaming. This disorder is a over obsessiveness or escapism to a fantasy that you create in your mind. A fantasy that seems real. Real like reality. But it's not. I have it, and it's like a addiction. You can't just up and stop thinking about it. It'll come and you'll be drawn into this world control everything. It's your fantasy, you can do whatever you want. Think of what you want, put whoever you want in it, be who you want to be.

I've always known Jake. Even though he's not real. I believe he is. He was always with me when I was alone. Sitting in my room. Playing with my toys by myself. Sitting next to me when no one did. Ate lunch with me when I was alone. Jake has been there every step of the way in my life. But he's not real, and I'm trying to convince myself that I can't love something that never existed.

It's hard sometimes, when I need him most and he's not there physically. He's only mental. And I stop being so closed up and open myself to the world. Because is I don't, it'll be me, my fantasy, and my one true imaginary love-Jake.
Athlete2012 Athlete2012
18-21, F
Jul 15, 2012