[quote=Robeatics]
My most reliable outlet is my hobbies, like RPing, drawing or writing. I can also occupy myself with catching up on a show or cartoon, but something about it feels unfulfilling. Entering into my fantasies isn’t a sole relief--I’m perfectly fine with living in reality--but I worry that eventually I will come to resent reality and only step in to provide for what I truly love, like a braindead worker who only comes alive on the weekends, or when she gets home. 
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Well I’m one step ahead of you there, I [b][u][i]HATE[/i][/u][/b] this world, and most of the things in it, and I have a special grudge against humanity. This is partially due to my feeling powerlessness; I am supposed to do what I’m told, when I’m told, as I’m told. Also because there are things going on in the world things I can see are bad, cruel, mean, negative, and there is nothing, [i]Nothing[/i] I can do to stop them. Be it something as small as the frigging expressway they are putting practically through my backyard, or that my contrary is being sold down the drain, to something as large as the plastic sea, or wars, or the utter collapse of this world and society. I hear all of these and feel powerless, so I escape, I ditch my boring, everyday life and hide behind a book. I use music, RP, manga, anime, movies, stories, art; I use them to get out to go somewhere exciting, where problems can be solved, and trials overcome, where the bullies get beaten and the underdog stronger. Where it all ends in a happily ever after. (Mostly).

I have gained some; well actually quite a lot, of freedom since I dropped out of school to home-school, but the taste of freedom only made me want more.

I deal by living in the moment, by immersing myself so completely; into the music that I listen to, or into the moment itself, that there is no time to think about other stuff, it’s all that second, that second and nothing more.

When I said at the beginning that I hate this world that is not entirely true, I do hate it but I also love it, I love the world itself, I love it all, and hate it all, and really are love and hate that different?

Ok I don’t remember where I was going with this, or what the point was, but there you have it, my view on what I hope was the actual subject, Sorry for the rant, that’s what happens if you give me the chance.
(I think I went waaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy off topic, sorry)