Psycho. #23

I no longer feel at home at the movies.

For over a decade, films were a safe space for me. Something I could obsess over, something I could lose myself in. A way to connect with people and the world. But for a few months now, I've become more and more detached. I don't feel comfortable anymore and I can't get involved. Everything feels so distant and meaningless. I find it hard to believe any decision a film makes, any story it tells, because reality is too cruel to accept the outrageously brazen freedom of art (which is supposed to be a beautiful thing). It's heartbreaking and tears me apart. Films have always been something I've escaped to, found solace in, but now I'm just choking.

And since watching films was such a big part of my life before, now I'm afraid of disappearing.

Ah man. Who told you you could write in to my sassy little column with a sincere issue, forcing me against my will to speak to you in earnest, about a subject I happen to feel very keenly about on a personal level! How dare you?!