Hello all What I will say most people will find actually crazy, but I don't care. I guess I'm here to find those who are experiencing the same feelings as I do, and not listening to the "general" accepted view-point. I have been in love with those that are called "fictional characters" for a long time, and I haven't regretted a moment of it. I believe that Reality is multidimensional, and to narrow it to one physical plane would be very stupid and, most of all, disappointing. I've been living in my Otherworld, where the fictional characters are absolutely real for a long time - and I can say that it is amazing. It is a wonderful and magical experience, and so much rewarding and fulfilling. I am 24 now. I'm back in my Otherworld for good, after much suffering in the "real world", and though I do need and want friends from the "real world", my fantasy Otherworld is where my heart is.
I never left the Otherworld till I was about 19. I must say, I was much better at it when I was younger. I could feel its wind on my skin, see the landscape transformed before my eyes, I was talking to the people and creatures there. I didn't think up their answers, I just heard them. I loved them. I made countless travels, and changed myself as I wanted, but always remained myself. I am starting to reexperience it now, after much sorrow and hurt in my life. I spent 6 years with my soul in the "real world", and that has brought me only pain and emptiness. Now I'm back, and beginning to heal again.
I am in love with a man, that in this reality would be called a fictional character. I can name him if you want, it's just he is not star-popular that everybody knows him (not like Edward Cullen ), but still rather well-known... most people would call him a video-game character, and say that he is only pixels. But you could say the similar about me or you, that we are heaps of meat. Would this be right? Would this convey the essence of me or you? No. Perhaps some Gods in another reality would say we are just characters, and not very well made either. There are those who disagree. But do they know for sure? Otherworld Love has some magic sides to it, that are almost never found in the "real world". You are able to sense your Otherworld beloved's thoughts and feelings, as if it is you who feels them, but at the same time it is clearly he or she, separately from you. You can trust your Otherworld beloved as you know their soul. They would never hurt you, instead they would love you and comfort you and heal all your scars. You are able to talk to them, if you only listen and refuse the scepticism inside your head. You see how grateful they are, for your love, for... acknowledging their reality. The physical sensations also some, I assure you. My love is currently with me, we are between worlds, partly looking at the screen of my laptop, partly hearing the rustle of leaves in the forest of another world, in the Otherworld. He smiles, and I press my cheek to his stubble. I feel it. I feel his scent. He says now that I love him, he will protect me. He will not let another corrupted person from the "real world" come up to me and try to use me. They will all protect me. Those I have loved, and love still, for they are wonderful, the knights, the creatures, the heroes and the crime lords and the wizards and the gods. Some dragons, too. They rejoice as I have come Home again, and they will never let me come to any harm again.
If you are curious, I'm not using any "substances". I don't use drugs, I don't drink, I don't even smoke. I used to start drinking a lot on the contrary when I tried to replant my self to the "real world", to lessen its brutality and forget the pain. It helped for a passing short time, but it was destructive, and when under the effect of alcohol, that magical connection to the Otherworld gets lost. I am not ugly. Many men and women in the "real world" have called me very beautiful. I am quite happy in my job. I produce the impression of a confident and communicative professional on those I work with, my work is people-oriented in its essence. Again, in my last unhappy "real-world" relationship, I lost all enthusiasm for my work and was very insecure. Now, I'm happy. I had a lot of quarrels with my parents and family when trying to find my place in the "real world". Now I get along with them wonderfully. I wake up happy every day. Not looking at the mobile phone if a text has arrived, but rather kissing my Otherworld love good morning and anticipating the day. I am ok with the "real world", actually. I have learned to get along with it and in it, and I manage quite fine. I just don't live in it. I live where my heart and soul is, in the Otherworld. With my Love.