Hell-aciously busy with work, but I really wanted to draw this comic.
This is what super heroes are all about
My abuse was mostly emotional rather than physical
But it hurt just as much and superheroes were one of the things that gave me a way to escape from how utterly miserable I was all the time, at school and at home. Pretty much all my happy memories of my childhood are thanks to the various stories I had that kept me going…
And even now when I’m feeling unhappy, the fictional heroes that I love are one of the things that help make me feel better…
HUGS YOU TIGHT
I know haw you feel…
It was superheroes that made me feel comfortable with myself for the first Ike in my life…some of my friends think I’m getting too old for it but screw them because these characters were here for me when they weren’t.
HUGS YOU BACK
You are NEVER too old for the things that you love hon…there is nothing wrong with loving superheroes no matter WHAT age you are <3
And I’m so glad that these characters and these stories have such a positive effect on your life and have helped you feel good about yourself and who you are…it is so wonderful that they have been able to do this for you :)
I don’t know if I mentioned this, in previous posts, or not, but, my folks not only did a lot of emotional abuse, but, some verbal and physical, as well, due to the fact that I just, simply LOVED comic books, & related tv shows & movies, as a young girl, growing up.
Peter David’s Supergirl series, Teri Hatcher’s Lois Lane, for the most part, as well as Cass Cain & the Mayday Parker Spider-Girl series were all of my go-to escapes, for the downright shitty stuff that went on at home.
These were characters that I could relate to, in one way or another.
In some way… They were me.
My folks never understood why I loved these characters until I sat down with them, at around 15 or 16 & just told them.
My mom called me “obsessed”,
My dad was okay with it, but, wanted me to dress more like a girl, than a boy.
My sister called me both obsessed & went with my dad’s way of thinking, of wanting me to dress more like a girl.
My brother called me “The Human Encyclopedia” due to the fact that I had knowledge of this stuff.
Mom, later bought me a Marvel encyclopedia, & a few Supergirl t-shirts, but never any comics (& she has saved every revision I have made of my fanfic, since I was 13).
Interestingly enough, the only folks who LOVED my fanfic writings, were folks my mom’s age.
I was teased in school, mercilessly, for liking comics, until my last years there.
Then I moved onto college, where I found friends who were just as big of a fan of these characters, than I was…
Hell, may be more so!
I wish I had you all, as my friends, back then, honestly.
I would’ve shown them that there are many more folks, ones that don’t identify as “tweenage boys”, even, that read comics as much as I do.
Many more so, who have cherished these characters as much as I have.
Reading these stories were the BEST experiences in my childhood.
It gave me my love of reading & writing.
It has given me a family to conversate with.
The kind that I never really had, as a child.
It has given me all of YOU, lovely people, & to be honest, I wouldn’t be here, without these great characters, if it weren’t for, the writers, artists, creators, & most importantly… YOU.
Brb. Crying now…