Do you ever look up from reading a book and get disoriented because you’re actually in your bedroom or class or somewhere that isn’t the story?
All the time.
Don’t tell me that it’s just a show. Or that it’s only a book. Maybe it is just a show or a book, but I have found something that makes me happy, and that’s hard to do these days.
Telling me that “it’s just a show” is the fastest and most efficient way of destroying my self-confidence. Maybe I do get extremely excited about this show, but why is that a bad thing? Why do I have to calm down?
I know I live in the real world, and I know escapism isn’t always a good idea. But I also know that what I think and feel is important, and I think and feel about this show. Just because the show isn’t real doesn’t mean my emotions aren’t either. I am entitled to be excited about things! I matter! My feelings and opinions matter, and saying “it’s only a show” is the surest way of making me feel as though they don’t.
So next time you think of saying that to someone, think first. What if we told you your gardening doesn’t matter? Or if your mechanic hobby that you love doesn’t matter? Or that just because your passion doesn’t benefit anyone but your immediate self, it is unimportant.
That is what you are really saying to us. We have our passions, and you have yours, so don’t put mine down because you disagree with or dislike it.
It matters to me.
From two Whovians