running away from reality

I don't know about you but I'm a frantic daydreamer. Wherever I go, whether I do it on purpose or not, I make up scenarios in my head. What would happen if I did this? What if the other person reacted like this? What could happen? The possibilities are endless.

And the great thing about daydreaming is that it's all in your head. You don't have to live with the consequences. Maybe you can also avoid some consequences by playing it through, thinking about possible ways to handle the situation and choosing the best one.

However, those scenarios barely ever work out in real life. In real life, there's other people with a different set of traits, different experiences, and therefore a different way to react than you might think. Sometimes you wish it weren't like that, that you could avoid pain and hurt by just moving everyone around like chess figures. But it would be kind of depressing after a while, wouldn't it? I think one of the best things about life is the unpredictability of it.

Don't get me wrong, it does happen that your daydream becomes reality in some kind of way, it also happened to me a few times. And just because I thought about this scenario already, it doesn't make the memories less captivating.

But what I recently found to be problematic about it is that it's also a way of running away from reality. Sometimes we get so caught up in our thoughts, we miss what's happening in front of us. We're not participating, as Charlie (The Perks Of Being A Wallflower) would say.

"And I know these will all be stories someday and our pictures will become old photographs and we'll all become somebody's mom or dad. But right now these moments are not stories. This is happening."


A few days ago, I was totally caught up in reading "To All The Boys I've Loved Before" by Jenny Han (I loved it by the way!) and it really got me thinking about this more. Lara Jean is a bit like me, to be honest, she's writing love letters to boys in order to forget about them. In one scene, Peter K. talks with her and he's angry because she shys away from him and he's asking her what all the boys she's written letters to have in common and then he says this:

“You'd rather make up a fantasy version of somebody in your head than be with a real person.”

And this really hit me hard. I thought about the boys I've fallen in love recently and realized it applies to me. I fell in love with people I know I had no chance with to avoid having to deal with the pain of really giving my heart to somebody. I fell in love with someone who had a girlfriend, with someone who lived miles and miles away and someone who'll leave soon anyways.

I'm scared I guess. Scared of rejection, of hurt, of regretting opening up to a person, even though I shouldn't be. I know all about how love's worth taking the risk but I'm hesitant to take it. Who knows what will happen? How my life will change?

I'd rather think about the possibilities than actually experiencing them.

Maybe the first step is realizing it. I still don't know how I'm going to act on this knowledge, but I'll figure it out eventually. If I do, I'll let you know.

Until then, I hope you all know you deserve to find a life of your own.

xxx Sarah

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