Not sure where to put this, hopefully this forum is right.
I don't even know how to convey how I feel.
As long as I can remember I've been an introvert, aside from a brief stint in my teenagehood when I tried to become a social butterfly. I've always found my escape in fantasy: books, movies, daydreams.
But sometimes the reality of my incredibly mundane life just comes crashing down on me. I know that there is nothing beyond this. There are no vampires or faeries. No elves or dwarves. No magic and no perfect, everlasting true love.
All my life I've wanted more than this. Why does life just have to be so incredibly.......well, boring?
Sometimes it's just downright depressing, honestly. I so badly wish the things of my fantasies were real that it hurts.
I become way too attached to the characters I see or read about in movies and books that when the story is over I'm sad. Even though I could go back and watch it or read it again it doesn't continue on. How pathetic am I?
Please tell me I'm not just a fruitloop.
I don't even know how to convey how I feel.
As long as I can remember I've been an introvert, aside from a brief stint in my teenagehood when I tried to become a social butterfly. I've always found my escape in fantasy: books, movies, daydreams.
But sometimes the reality of my incredibly mundane life just comes crashing down on me. I know that there is nothing beyond this. There are no vampires or faeries. No elves or dwarves. No magic and no perfect, everlasting true love.
All my life I've wanted more than this. Why does life just have to be so incredibly.......well, boring?
Sometimes it's just downright depressing, honestly. I so badly wish the things of my fantasies were real that it hurts.
I become way too attached to the characters I see or read about in movies and books that when the story is over I'm sad. Even though I could go back and watch it or read it again it doesn't continue on. How pathetic am I?

Please tell me I'm not just a fruitloop.











: and someone here on the HBP thread introduced (dun dun dunnnn!) fan fiction. It might as well have been crack. Within a week I was lost to the world. Seriously. Like, staying up till the wee hours night after night reading fanfic on the lap top, not getting dressed all day, not eating, not fixing dinner, kids watching hours of television, all so I could feverishly read fanfic. It really affected me and my family.



Thanks.