Obsession.

Now, I am unsure of when this all started, but I have had unhealthy feeling for things I become a fan of. It may of started with Archie Comics, I collected them with a when I was about 10 and one day my mother believed it was an obsession, and threw them all out. I cried.

Fast forward a few years later and I am watching TV. I come across a episode of Beast Wars. Now I am FREAKING out because this was a favorite show as a child, but we had got rid of cable so it had been years. To my horror, this was an episode where a main character dies. I proceed to cry for a whole night, as if he was a personal friend.

I wish I could say, now at 18 I have grown out of this, but no I have not. When I read a story or enjoy a good anime, I somehow bond with it. I have this feeling of stupidity. Come on Caitlind, it isn't real. However there isn't anything I can do. I still hold some characters close to my heart as if they are real. This is just a small part of just how.....weird I am.

I'm trying to embrace it though. I am me, and well, I think I got a good handle on who I am, and I kinda like my strangeness. It gets lonely some times, we would all like to have someone who understands us fully. Then again that what God is for I guess.

Once again I feel like I need to end this post with something fantastic, however I am not fantastic in any way, so as a favor to this un-fantastical person, I leave you with a song that I hope you look up and enjoy.

Dearly Beloved - Yoko Shimomura