I understand ,they dont understand poster

As a non-nerotypical person there were many instances as a child,and an adult, where i understand myself but am assumed not to. I understand that others see/saw imaginary freinds as flights of fancy. when for me they are very very real. i understand that nothing i can say can convince people of this. and as a child it was even more so for i lacked the vocabulary to explain myself. so here i am, with a few of my oldest freinds around me. i would like to point out one in paticular that you will see depicted in many of my art peaces over the years. though im not sure if they are uploaded yet. the skelital dog-ish looking thing is Xander. pronounced zander. and while i cant pinpoint exactly when he arived in my life i know i was under 10.