I wonder now if you and I ever talked about how I got into this. I mean, beyond finding a Clex fic and thinking it was hot. Fandom was my escape. I'd *finished* grad school, wasn't working in my field, had a husband who was increasingly absent and few friends still in town. It gave me an outlet with folks that had similar interests beyond the smut.
I still remember the feeling of awe the first time I was invited into an AIM room to chat. I felt welcomed and like I belonged.
Oddly, after Jon and I split, fandom was my crutch for only a short time. Once I was able to figure out who I was, without him--really going back to ME--I found I didn't need it anymore. I miss it, sometimes, having this thing that bound me to people around the globe. Of course, I've kept friends that I made via fandom. Some have visited for a week or so, some lived with me for a month.
I don't think you and I started really talking until we'd both left fandom, which is funny to me. (Heh--I was all "OMG IVY IS PINGING ME!" and in shock and stuff.)
I don't know what this whole ramble was supposed to mean. So, um. *rubs noses*
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Date: 2006-06-20 06:25 pm (UTC)I still remember the feeling of awe the first time I was invited into an AIM room to chat. I felt welcomed and like I belonged.
Oddly, after Jon and I split, fandom was my crutch for only a short time. Once I was able to figure out who I was, without him--really going back to ME--I found I didn't need it anymore. I miss it, sometimes, having this thing that bound me to people around the globe. Of course, I've kept friends that I made via fandom. Some have visited for a week or so, some lived with me for a month.
I don't think you and I started really talking until we'd both left fandom, which is funny to me. (Heh--I was all "OMG IVY IS PINGING ME!" and in shock and stuff.)
I don't know what this whole ramble was supposed to mean. So, um. *rubs noses*