oh no! my hyperfixation is killing me AGH!
So it turns out I got obsessed with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Bayverse movies.
Not the first time. But damn, I thought I had escaped. I thought I was free, that I had broken the cycle, that my mind had finally moved on.
But those damn turtles always find a way back.
And you know the obsession is STRONG when it starts small—just a few TikTok edits, one here, one there, like you actually have control. But then you realize it’s already too late, because now you’re lying in bed, staring at the ceiling with your insomniac ass, imagining ridiculously specific scenarios where, somehow, you are the main character of an interdimensional drama with mutant turtles.
And you think that’s it. But oh no. Oh no, sweetheart. Because then comes the next stage: fanfics.
At first, you try finding them on Wattpad, until you realize there’s nothing there worth reading. So you take the leap to Archive of Our Own, and that’s where you find the good stuff. Paradise. Heaven. Until, little by little, you start noticing that even AO3 isn’t enough anymore.
Because now, fanfics aren’t cutting it. Now you’re HUNGRY. A deep, insatiable hunger for stories with details that only you would think of, for scenes that NO ONE has written before because they only exist in the depraved rabbit hole of your obsessed mind.
And then, you reach the final level of insanity. The point of no return.
Writing your own fanfic.
So guess which stage I’m in.
