After being inspired by some videos (including good ol' WalrusGuy) my bf Jax and I started a new file of Shadow the Hedgehog. It's kind of bittersweet in a way; being able to admit a game is bad and cheesy but still having fun with it without the constant need to apologize or try to defend a polygonal black hedgehog's character.
To this day, I'm still scared to read all my old LJ entries of the time I was a teenager heavily into Sonic fandom because of the sheer amount of secondhand embarrassment and guilt. Like, I was obsessed with Shadow. And Sonadow. I revolved my entire fucking life around them. And I wanted to prove to the world that I was still a "true" Sonic fan ("Not like the other girls" but with Shadow and Sonadow) and write The Odyssey of Sonadows to "prove" that IC Sonadow exists and is amazing. As a result, I made myself fucking miserable when I couldn't live up to my own extremely high expectations, and for what? A fictional black hedgehog? Two hedgehogs smooching? I was so fucking paranoid that people who didn't like Shadow or Sonadow hated my fucking guts. I ended up driving away people and losing friends because of this. It never occurred to me nobody was actually after me or looking down on me.
An example of my past shittiness: I once made an LJ post where I vented about how much I hated Sonuckles. Spoilers: I never hated Sonuckles, I realize that now. I was just paranoid that an artist I loved who was a Sonuckles fan (but hated Sonadow) whom I deeply wanted her respect despised me to the very core for shipping Sonadow. Eons after I moved to another fandom, I sent a message to her apologizing how horrible I was that I kept vaguing her in my LJ for disliking Sonadow, and she replied and forgave me and we made up. I don't know where she is or what she's doing now, but I hope she's happy and successful. Even so, I hate myself for ever having been awful like that.
To this day, I feel like fucking shit and I want to apologize for my behavior. And to all the people I hurt.
For fuck's sake. All over games with brilliant Shakespearian dialogue like "Where's that DAMN fourth Chaos Emerald?" and "Back to the planet as cool and blue as me!"
It's funny because when I was really into Sonic fandom, I wanted to give the impression that I was the cool easy-going person who took things in stride. Sure didn't take long for the cracks to show, huh?
It took years and years later before I talked to a friend about how I was always so paranoid and kept driving off people like this, and he told me it sounded like I had anxiety. Sure enough, I got diagnosed, and since then the paranoia's been under control. Not that it excuses my past behavior, mind you. Mental illness is never a Get-Out-of-Jail-Free card for accountability. But I honestly wonder how much less damage there could've been if I knew I had anxiety sooner.
To this day, I'm still scared to read all my old LJ entries of the time I was a teenager heavily into Sonic fandom because of the sheer amount of secondhand embarrassment and guilt. Like, I was obsessed with Shadow. And Sonadow. I revolved my entire fucking life around them. And I wanted to prove to the world that I was still a "true" Sonic fan ("Not like the other girls" but with Shadow and Sonadow) and write The Odyssey of Sonadows to "prove" that IC Sonadow exists and is amazing. As a result, I made myself fucking miserable when I couldn't live up to my own extremely high expectations, and for what? A fictional black hedgehog? Two hedgehogs smooching? I was so fucking paranoid that people who didn't like Shadow or Sonadow hated my fucking guts. I ended up driving away people and losing friends because of this. It never occurred to me nobody was actually after me or looking down on me.
An example of my past shittiness: I once made an LJ post where I vented about how much I hated Sonuckles. Spoilers: I never hated Sonuckles, I realize that now. I was just paranoid that an artist I loved who was a Sonuckles fan (but hated Sonadow) whom I deeply wanted her respect despised me to the very core for shipping Sonadow. Eons after I moved to another fandom, I sent a message to her apologizing how horrible I was that I kept vaguing her in my LJ for disliking Sonadow, and she replied and forgave me and we made up. I don't know where she is or what she's doing now, but I hope she's happy and successful. Even so, I hate myself for ever having been awful like that.
To this day, I feel like fucking shit and I want to apologize for my behavior. And to all the people I hurt.
For fuck's sake. All over games with brilliant Shakespearian dialogue like "Where's that DAMN fourth Chaos Emerald?" and "Back to the planet as cool and blue as me!"
It's funny because when I was really into Sonic fandom, I wanted to give the impression that I was the cool easy-going person who took things in stride. Sure didn't take long for the cracks to show, huh?
It took years and years later before I talked to a friend about how I was always so paranoid and kept driving off people like this, and he told me it sounded like I had anxiety. Sure enough, I got diagnosed, and since then the paranoia's been under control. Not that it excuses my past behavior, mind you. Mental illness is never a Get-Out-of-Jail-Free card for accountability. But I honestly wonder how much less damage there could've been if I knew I had anxiety sooner.