Dear Screenwriters, Actors, Novelists, Comedians, Storytellers, and Creators of Fiction of All Sorts for People to Enjoy,
Thank you. You are the reason life wasn't as bad for me as it could have been. From my early years watching Clifford The Big Red Dog to nowadays when I'll watch Doctor Who or Sherlock, I've always wanted to escape. When I was younger, it was because I loved adventure.702Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8nONRqo09h
Around now, it's because reality is a harsh, cruel, world that kicks me to the ground, spits in my face, and laughs as leaves me to my own devices. These devices led me to write, sometimes, get my feelings out that way. But more often times it would lead me to anxiety, depression, self-harm, and considerations of suicide. I never planned to act on it, (I hope you'll be glad to know) but the days were still long and hard, with no hope in sight. In my darkest hours, when my mind is moving at a million miles an hour and I can't get myself to calm down even with my medication, I will still turn to you all where you will be waiting for diversions I can immerse myself in, even more than I could with music or my own writing. My parents may not have approved, but they never went through it, how could they understand that whenever I left my escape all I wanted to do was crawl back in it until help finally came?
You never judged me, instead allowed me to curl up as I watched your stories unfold before my eyes, allowing me time to calm down without having to think about it, instead letting my body realize there was nothing to worry about as my mind was a million miles away. I'm not sure where I'd be without that escape; I'd probably have more long-lasting scars, to be sure. You not only kept me happy when I was feeling down, you kept me safe. And for that, I thank you with all of my heart.
Yours Truly,
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