[ SECRET POST #6455 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #6455 ⌋

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[(Anonymous)]

Kids' imagination and creativity can do so many great things, we don't give younger versions of ourselves enough credit for finding ways to cope with difficult realities. I think this is a really sweet wholesome secret. Why wouldn't a kid want to have Ariel be their friend?

I didn't realize/acknowledge that I was a rather lonely kid until I recently remembered that when I was in my tween years (about 12-14) I had an imaginary friend based off Michelle Williams' "Dawson's Creek" character, Jenn.

I had a close friend group but I needed a lot more support and kinship outside of school. My parents and elder siblings neglected/ignored me, I only knew how to rely on friends for attention and support so when I wasn't with my friends or talking on the phone with them, I had "Jenn" with me.

IIRC I moved to a different town when I was about 15, and between trying to keep in touch with my childhood friends and navigating a new friend group at my new school, I was a little more preoccupied so that "talking with Jenn" became less and less frequent.

Sometimes I still feel really sorry for how lame I had been that I still had an imaginary friend when I was in middle school/high school, but I'm really proud of little me for finding ways to feel less lonely to the point that I didn't even realize how lonely I really was until I had enough love and support to acknowledge those repressed feelings.