I tossed this topic around, debating if it was something I wanted to share, but it maybe time to post it. Throughout my life, anime has been something that I’ve enjoyed and watched to chill out with. Even when I hit hard times and had some mentally abusive roommates living in the house I owned, the college’s anime club monthly viewings were welcome escapes.
With that said, there was a member there that gave off a weird vibe and I avoided him every meeting and showing. Do you ever get the feeling that someone’s unstable in a way? That’s how he made it seem to me, but he was in charge of what series was downloaded for the month’s showing. While almost all the series were kick ass, he’d always stick some off the wall weird anime in, something he liked, but the other members would roll their eyes at.
When my mom passed, I just shut the fudge down, not doing anything but the bare, getting up, eat, drink coffee/tea etc. There was a showing that week, and though the president of the club told me I didn’t have to come if I wasn’t up to it due to grieving, I went.Well, about all the anime that was shown had his creepy aura around it, having me wheel out of the room and made me think, “I really like this shit?”
Looking back, grief made me think that, I understand, but that’s how I almost left anime behind! 😦