art kid

fake conversations in your head of you venting to someone

working through trauma by yelling at no one while driving alone

validating yourself by imagining situations where bad things happen to people and you save them

reinforcing trust in your loved ones by imagining situations where bad things happen to you and they save you

Explaining things to your therapist in an imaginary session

Projecting all your trauma onto an imaginary character and imagining others comforting them

Wanting fictional characters to have all the emotional support and physical affection you’ve always wanted

And this how I have been healing and maturing over the years

I’m in this post and I don’t like it