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by Omnicretus » Sun Jan 22, 2012 3:17 pm
Hello.
I've recently played a great deal of Katawa Shoujo, and just finished the Lilly route (both with the good and bad ending).
Upon finishing it, I went to bed to reflect upon what I had experienced (and to get some sleep), and that's when I realized something, which will be in the paragraph after the one that's after this next one, so feel free to skip it if you feel this is tl;dr. If you just want to get to the conclusion, go to the last paragraph.
I'm pretty much the textbook definition of a procrastinator. Everything I do, I do because of a small, easy-to-get fix that can lighten my mood, somewhat in comparison to a drug addict. Whenever I'm faced with a problem, I rationalize out of solving it, so I avoid it and learn to accept it instead of doing something about it. One of these problems are my health. I'm a typical gamer-teenager. I wake up, come to school late, sleep through class, go home, drown in my own escapism until late night and I go to bed. I keep telling myself to do something about it, to either get a healthy hobby (my physique is downright terrible, which has pushed me over in the weight category of "slightly above average" -.-), get rid of my bad habits or at least replace my sources of enjoyment with something that'll also be good in the long run. I've been telling myself this since I was 13-14, and I'm 17 now (procrastination, fuck yeah).
So, as I finished up the bad ending of Lilly (I thought that was the only ending), I was absolutely crushed (jadda jadda, I'm sure you can find plenty of topics explaining all the feelings involved with Lilly in general). I thought to myself that that couldn't be true, that had to be some sort of "bad" ending or something, so I went to the forums to discover that I was right. I then skipped ahead, redid the options (fucking kenji and his fucking mafia theory) and I continued from where I left. As the story unfolds, I get more and more tense, and as I can see Lilly leaving down the airport hallway, I'm practically crying. The story goes on, I hear the music box melody, I cry some more (seriously, that scene, a scene from a freeware fanmade visual novel made me cry more than Titanic, an old classic which has brought enough tears out of people to practically fill an alternative ocean for an other ship to crash in), I skip the credits, I shed a tear as I watch the "and they lived happily ever after" ending.
That's when it hit me. I want this. I want to experience this, to stand by someone I love with a feeling of success and content happiness. I have for a long time, but not to this extend. As I went to bed and slept on it, I thought to myself (as I have done countless times before, without result) that I actually wanted to do this now. So I woke up in the morning, walked over to my computer, only to come to a complete halt and realize that I actually didn't want to do anything on it. My mind was completely devoid of any wish to embark on some adventure in a game or movie. Instead, I felt like having a run. I didn't know why, I just thought "eh, what the heck, can't hurt. It might even feel nice", so I got out some shoes suited for the occasion, I grabbed a pull-over and I almost caused myself a heart attack (heh, I ran for some time, took what Emi taught me to be a relaxation walk, and ran the same amount as before, only this time, I collapsed as I entered the door, unable to move (out of exhaustion, I wasn't acutally paralyzed or something), followed by a quite unpleasant visit to the bathroom since my stomache no longer seemed to want the breakfast I had eaten an hour ago. As I retaliated I thought to myself "Yeah... this is nice... this feels nice...". I then spent some time with my dog and my sister untill the evening where I went on a run with my dog similar to the one in the morning, only not as long. The rest of the day (today, sunday) went on with some computer, I'll admit, mainly topics involving Katawa Shoujo, as I searched for the OST (ost means cheese in danish, so I'll admit that I can't read this without laughing). Around dinnertime, which usually is a pleasant experience since I'm quite fond of good food *ahembadphysiqueahem*, I just stared at the dish with what looked like a delicious meal. I ate a bit, and realized that I actually wasn't hungry. I genuinely wasn't hungry. It's not that I forced it upon myself, thinking "yeah, burn that fat, fuck food!". I just didn't feel like eating. I sit here, with the meal infront of me, absolutely mortified over my complete lack of hunger (a very unfamiliar feeling, I might add), and think to myself "maybe... this wont be as hard as I thought..." which leads me to the bloody reason I'm here.
Thank you 4LS. This (these) wonderful story(-ies) gave me a new take on my approach to life. As I sit here, listening to the wonderful OST of the game, I can't help but feel a greater amount of hope than I have in a long time. A hope that I can actually make this happen, that I can build myself a life I'm content with. And for once, I'm not only wanting the result, I'm actually enjoying the ride. Thank you.
-sincerely, Philip
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Omnicretus on Sun Jan 22, 2012 3:33 pm, edited 1 time in total.