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Everyone has that rough stretch in their life that makes them realize what they are doing isn't really what they really are. Some people reach it sooner, some might take their entire lives to reach it. I think it's human nature for us to lose our way, it's how we grow. Growing up, I watched so many different animes and played games like no tomorrow. Not once did I ever consider what someone else thought about me for it, I would shout from a mountain top that I was watching The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya and digging out some random manga to laugh at while I was sitting at a crowded airport terminal. At the same time, though, I would show a lot of interest in doing things like playing and watching basketball with my friends I was talking anime and manga with, and saw how much they detested the idea. Even thinking up the idea seemed to be treason of the highest degree. For the one time I asked about it, everyone treated me so much different consequently and it was tough to even talk to those friends because they didn't want to do things with me anymore. This was my first taste of people being closed minded.
Fast forward a few years, I was playing basketball three times a day all around where I lived. We would go hard from sunrise to way after the sun went down every summer day. I got all of the fun of playing sports I wanted back when my old otaku friends shot down the ideas. In all honesty though, it was much of the same because I couldn't ever bring up anime or manga to my sports friends because of their bitter hatred for the material. Sometimes it got bad enough being known as the otaku as it was being the little kid on the playground who had lice and no one wanted to play with. It was so frustrating that what I liked to do couldn't be accepted by everyone and they could just move on from it.
Why was it that I couldn't have both things I loved near and dear to me? I was deathly afraid of losing my friends because I loved Pokémon, Gurren Lagann, Cowboy Bebop ect. In the same breath, back when I was in my friend's basement watching those animes, they would shun me for showing how much I enjoyed watching the NBA, soccer, NFL, MLB, and all of the other sports that I'm missing. One time in particular (rather recently) depicts the barrier in such a perfect way. I was decked out in the sportiest of clothes you could be wearing at the time, I'm talking jersey shirt, basketball shorts and socks, some flashy flip flops, a team hat and all of that good jazz. I walked into a bookstore in town and went over to the manga section to stock up on the newest volumes of all of my favorites. As I was thumbing through a few of them, I noticed how remarkably quiet it got in the store. Everyone was staring at me with a range of expressions along the lines of disgust or confusion. Finally someone broke the silence and approached me.
"Hey man, the Footlocker is that way." He pointed as everyone busted out in laughter.
"Thanks, I was going to ask someone anyways." I replied with a large grin, dismissing his statement.
Honestly things like that never seemed to shake me anymore. I had heard that exact same line all the way back home and across the map. After getting fed up with the tunnel vision of everyone, I started going to the beat of my own drum and ditched everyone who had a problem with the lifestyle of gaming, balling, and anime all at the same time. If you ask me, the more you can take in and enjoy out of life, the better every day you live can be. People have it made up in their minds that we can only be one type of person, but it's the furthest thing from that. If I enjoy watching a couple episodes of my favorite series Eureka Seven, that doesn't mean I have to have no interest in catching Eric Bledsoe and the rest of the Phoenix Suns play the LA Lakers.
I'm sure it's not a huge problem to everyone but as someone who has grown up around the conflict, it's rather comical to see the judgement cast down on people, and the crippling preassure of said judgement to change individuals. I let it almost ruin who I was, but I finally managed to bust out of it all and live my life for me. If you want to blog, blog about what you like the most, no matter what that may be. You want to talk about how awesome you think Lucky Star is one day and then about how much you feel like Cam Newton deserves an MVP award? Go do it. Be yourself, and the rest will come.
First and formost, I have to say I am overcome with emotion for the honor of having my article about how Pokémon taught me how to read being frontpaged on a site I love as much as Destructoid. It's a truly unique community that is never lacking in engaging conversation. Also quite a few of my Twitter followers have expressed much support and talks about various things in a time where I needed to escape from my struggles. A few people (you know who you are!), quite honestly gave me inspiration to work again.
If there wasn't any motivation to resume writing, it's from this honor I've been given. To be honest I started this editorial as a warm-up writing project before I began anything I was writing. I have been working on getting a book published, and believe me it's far more entertaining and useful to just write this editorial for loyal readers like all of you rather than write boring writing prompts.
Honestly, I took my hiatus because of a family emergency. It's something I sincersly wish no family should go through, and I'm just thankful everything is okay now. I may not get back to writing right away, but look forward to more by me for sure. With readers like you, I have to!
Anyways I hope all is well with all of you! How go things?