It's been 110 days since the worst Supernatural moment ever happened.
My hero Dean Winchester died. For 110 days
I have worried about getting him back. I know
that Demon Dean is not going to be relatively
short lived but I must admit as excited as I am for
Season 10 to begin I still dread my Dean not being
there. It throws off my sense of well being. Of
that security that big brother is in charge. Now
I am not delusional. I know Dean is a fictional
character. But he represents all that is hope and
family and love.He is a unique character that
is every man. He means more to me than I can
verbalize. I found my fictional boyfriend by accident.
He was already a whole fandom's hero before I
discovered him. And I found him at a time when
I was most vulnerable. I was at cross roads in my life
and I did not have a partner or a rock to lean on. And
there was Dean embodying so many if my same
struggles. And I fell irrevocably in love. So my
grief over losing him was REAL. I am still not over
it. I need to have him back. The October start
date isn't when my guy comes back. When he's not
Demon Dean I'll start to properly heal. If I'm crazy
then I am. But I have been holding on 110 days
and I'll keep on until he's back....and forever. Because
It's DEAN.
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