Escape
escapism is a way to get out, but what happens when it’s a constant state of never being in?
when you fall down the rabbit hole of an interest that finally no one is skeptical of
as child being to told to get your nose out of the books and pay attention to the world around you
why did no one notice that even as a child that’s what you wanted to avoid
no lust for life even at that young of an age
no reason to look forward to any parts of the day except those books that would take you away
its not that you want to leave this life
it’s the need to feel control of the surrounding chaos around you
no one bats an eye when you say you read, watch tv, or make creations
but as soon as they look deeper into the times you spend awake and alert vs the times you’re fully engulfed in that special interest
they look at you with pity and confusion as to why you can’t enjoy the things in life that bring most people joy
