To recap: In my quest to get back to my core self and rediscover who I am, I will be rediscovering all my old habits, old hobbies, and old guilty pleasures.
I’ll be starting with Yaoi. Dreadful I know, but as shameful of a hobby as it may be, it has been a constant throughout my life: gay boys have the best love stories and they are most beautifully and poetically presented in manga form. Throughout my whole life whenever I was down yaoi always made me feel better and when I was average yaoi inspired me and made me dream.
It is one thing I know is 100% true about myself: I am a yaoi fan girl. God help me.
So for the next week or so…actually just until I get worn out and manage to tear my eyes away from the computer screen and find the next thing…my apartment will be home of a yaoi fan-fest.
Let the nose-bleeds and tears begin.