Life Is What You Fake Of It
I'm in love. This person makes me feel like a shaken-up Coke bottle ready to explode with happiness! But, not even my therapist understands. She wants to hand me pills for the problem. Being in love isn't the problem; it's the fact that I'm in love with someone who doesn't exist. I'm 19, and I've been in love with him for nine years, since I was a kid with no friends. I love him for his courage and willingness to help. He'd run faster than anyone in the world to catch me when I fall. I understand that he isn't real and that I'm supposed to have had real relationships with real men by now. (I have the complete capability to get a real guy and have let lots of opportunities go by because of him!) Why am I in love with someone who will never love me back? How can something so unreal feel so good?
--Clinging
Well, you do have a great way to get those pesky flesh-and-blood guys off the phone: "Gotta go. Just heard my boyfriend's unicorn pull up outside my apartment."
When you are 7 and have no friends, an imaginary boyfriend is the ideal tea party guest. When you're 19 and turning down real live guys for Prince Nonexistent But Charming, you're digging yourself into a psychological ditch. You've been engaging in the literal version of what clinical psychologist Dr. Robert Firestone deemed a "fantasy bond" -- when two (actually existing) people use the pretense that they have love as a way of avoiding the risks of real love. In Fear of Intimacy, Firestone calls this "an addictive mode" of retreating to "an emotionally deadened existence." (Kinda takes the imaginary bloom off the imaginary 26 dozen roses, huh?)
An imaginary boyfriend never shoots you a disappointed look when you go back for more pie, but he also never challenges you in the good ways a real boyfriend would. A real relationship requires compromise and empathy. It's also an interpersonal flashlight of sorts, pushing you to grow as a person by highlighting what's less than ideal about you -- stuff you can't learn by spending your nights going to second base with your pillow.
There are risks in dating a guy you can't put your hand through. He might try to catch you when you're falling but miss or not even notice you're falling because he's staring at some other girl's jigglies. Of course, there are also risks in not taking a risk with somebody real, like waking up at 40 and realizing you've been pretending to have a life for 30 years.
Retiring from your emotional slackerhood starts with evicting "that special nobody" from your head. Whenever he pops into mind, recite the Turkish alphabet or count backward from 100. (You can't do these things and moon over him at the same time.) You might even follow the lead of comedian Amy Sedaris, who told David Letterman that her imaginary boyfriend, Ricky, had been murdered -- brutally stabbed 18 times. If that's too violent for your taste, maybe tell yourself that yours finally realized he's gay and he's off at a pool party comparing little gold Speedos with his imaginary new boyfriend.








Is the boyfriend a glittery vampire? Because he might be available now...
Insufficient Poison at September 11, 2012 8:15 PM
She should probably take her therapist up on that offer for meds.
Daghain at September 11, 2012 9:04 PM
She needs a new therapist. Seriously, this therapist may see her as job security because she'll be steady work for years without any of the risks of someone truly disturbed.
I understand they reccomended meds, but they also needed to get to the "why" of her Imaginary Friend. He ain't going nowhere til that happens, and if LW is like me (ie doesn't trust anyone as far as she can spit) and she hasn't come to trust this therapist, time to change.
I hope she gets the help she needs, she's got a helluva lot of work ahead of her.
Kat at September 12, 2012 2:40 AM
"But, not even my therapist understands. She wants to hand me pills for the problem."
What kind of pills would you take for that? I'm not being waggish -- what would the pills be expected to do?
Old RPM Daddy at September 12, 2012 4:38 AM
I'm confused. Is this an unrequited love or some kind of fantasy?
Tax Nerd at September 12, 2012 5:11 AM
I would also like to know what meds would be prescribed. This doesn't sound like schizophrenia.
Insufficient Poison at September 12, 2012 6:32 AM
I would tell her just do it. Just say yes to the next few guys who ask her out, no matter how hard. Tell the man in your head that you will get back to him in a year or tell him that you want a threesome with a real person. I'm sure the fantasy man will understand.
BTW that is how religions start. A fantasy man or woman becomes so real that you can covine other people to believe.
David H at September 12, 2012 7:09 AM
convince other people to believe.
David H at September 12, 2012 7:10 AM
Hey, if she's happier with an imaginary man than a real one, so what? At least this way the only kids she'll neglect are imaginary ones. She's not hurting anyone. If she decides she'd rather be with an actual boyfriend than a pretend one, she can certainly do so any time she wants. She's only 19 and boys are pretty useless at that age anyway.
I'm also curious about the drug thing. What kind of drugs is her therapist wanting to prescribe, and what exactly are they supposed to do?
Pirate Jo at September 12, 2012 7:24 AM
Amy Alkon
https://www.advicegoddess.com/ag-column-archives/2012/09/life-is-what-yo.html#comment-3328826">comment from Pirate JoI told her I didn't think her therapist was too hot.
When I do private session with someone, I do one. I see to it that I give them all the information they need so they don't need to come back, including telling them the setbacks they're likely to have and how to deal with them.
Therapists need people to keep coming back to pay their rent and eat. I can't help but think that this makes what could be a one-session problem a many-year problem.
Amy Alkon
at September 12, 2012 7:54 AM
"What kind of pills would you take for that? I'm not being waggish -- what would the pills be expected to do?"
The only thing I can figure is anti-psychotics, which maybe would be indicated if there was a background of schizophrenia. But in my totally non-expert opinion, that doesn't seem to be the case here.
Cousin Dave at September 12, 2012 8:43 AM
The Catholic church has a cure for this. The letter writer needs to join a convent.
Isab at September 12, 2012 8:49 AM
I would imagine that the drugs the therapist has in mind is Zyprexa, or some other anti-psychotic/anti-hallucination drug.
But for those who are dissing the therapist, I'm sure that the treatment she's recommending is not simply drugs and nothing else. Apparently, her shrink is a psychiatrist, since that's the only therapist that can prescribe drugs.
Patrick at September 12, 2012 8:52 AM
While I agree that she shouldn't be so hung up on a fantasy, I also think a 19-year-old doesn't need a boyfriend. I mean if she has one, great, but if she doesn't want one I think its fine to focus on other things at that age. Or any age, but particularly then as she doesn't need to worry about her biological clock, and guys her age aren't likely to be terribly serious.
Wish I'd stuck with fantasy men at that age!
NicoleK at September 12, 2012 10:48 AM
The Catholic church has a cure for this. The letter writer needs to join a convent.
Thread win!
But seriously. Young lady needs a reality check. Where are her parents? Any brothers and/or sisters? This just doesn't ring true to me, for some reason or other.
Flynne at September 12, 2012 11:47 AM
My question is how much influence does this imaginary boyfriend have on her life? I mean this seriously and it is germaine to the therapist question.
If she has two-way conversations, he "helps" her make decisions, she talks to him all the time, etc, then a better therapist and/or anti-psychotic may not be a bad idea.
If on the other hand she is just keeping "him" in the corner to trot out when she's feeling blue or lonely and needs a little fantasy life/romance kick, sounds okay but I agree with Amy that at 19 she probably needs to start weaning herself off this fantasy life and into real life - real boyfriend or not.
Julp at September 12, 2012 11:54 AM
This letter is quite sad—and I believe this person will end up institutionalized at some point in the future.
David at September 12, 2012 1:06 PM
Truth is, this "boyfriend" isn't doing any of the things she describes.
She's doing it herself when she thinks about "him". It gives her a shot in the arm, some confidence, energy, and happiness. It gives her some belief in her decisions and some security in failure.
But none of it is actually real. Oh the chemical reaction is real enough sure.
But without someone actually providing that aid, and the challenges of a real relationship...well she's just confident about a decision that is probably no better than if she'd just been without imagination at all. And there really is no security in her failures, because nobody is actually there to help her when her dream of selling imaginary butterfly nets fails to take off.
She may indeed need intense therapy. She may be batshit nuts.
She talks about this "person" as if they're real, but she is also completely aware that it is fantasy. She's retreated so far into her own mental cacoon that she bypasses living, she's not "insane" from what I see, just a withdrawn frightened girl comforted by the safe imagination as opposed to the scary and often difficult real world.
She reminds me of the younger sister character in "The Glass Menagerie".
I rarely say this...but this is rather sad.
Robert at September 12, 2012 2:05 PM
" I love him for his courage and willingness to help. He'd run faster than anyone in the world to catch me when I fall."
Courage? what would imaginary guy be afraid of, bullets go right through him?
Screams to me of unhealthy and I pity any guy who unknowingly tries to date her. Because they will be in her mind competeing vs imaginary superman. And it's bretty insulting to lose to someone who doesn't exist.
I think she should have a warning sign if she dates a real person. It doesn't have to be specific. " My therapist has me on meds" or "I've been in a relationship with a guy since I was 10"
Should be enough of a warning.
I also feel many guys should wear such signs. Well in some ways they do, gossip/reputation. But imaginary bfs don't gossip.
Joe J at September 13, 2012 9:14 AM
The therapist might be imaginary too. There are no pills that get rid of Imaginary friends. That was from that Rick Mayall movie... Drop Dea... Waitaminute.. This isn't even a real letter. This is a Drop Dead Fred fanfic.
Frank at September 15, 2012 10:21 AM
Amy Alkon
https://www.advicegoddess.com/ag-column-archives/2012/09/life-is-what-yo.html#comment-3331402">comment from FrankThe letter is real. And I would guess that her therapist has her on an anti-depressant.
Amy Alkon
at September 15, 2012 12:01 PM
Therapist Expert Here.
I've been to many and most blow. But I can understand why, it's not necessarily that they view you as a paycheck but they feel that telling you what you should really do is not productive (yes.....I know it sounds stupid). Also they do not like being judgmental. I got alot of flak from therapists because I was "too judgmental"
Amy has an amazing quote on judging people from her friend Cathy Seipp.
So basically therapists like being gental, not telling you what you should do for fear you will hate them/not trust them and also they dont like to judge. I know alot of therapists that help people cope with staying in abusive relationships.
P.S. My current therapist told me: "Look I'm not going to fuck around with you. I dont care how it makes you feel. This is what you should do"
Purplepen at September 17, 2012 2:19 PM
"So basically therapists like being gental"
Sorry had genitals on my mind. I meant GENTLE.
It takes many tries before you find the right therapist. And the right therapist tends to offend alot of people (she offended my mom which was great).
Purplepen at September 17, 2012 2:29 PM
This doesn't sound to me like a psychological disorder as much as a spiritual disorder. It's going to be terribly hard for the LW to deal with it. She needs to have the courage to give up on her fantasy man and will probably need to grieve for his loss in much the same way that people grieve for the loss of a flesh-and-blood loved one. What I would suggest is that she focus on that act of courage and make the courage a point of inspiration that will sustain her through that challenge.
Jenny at September 17, 2012 6:23 PM
If she can fantasize about an imaginary man, she can fantasize that he boned her imaginary sister, and dump him.
Gog_Magog_Carpet_Reclaimers at September 18, 2012 4:25 PM
She needs to see the movie "Lars and the Real Girl"
Jen at September 28, 2012 7:27 PM
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