[NO SPOILERS] LiS fucking depression
Hi everyone.
I’ve been away from this fandom for a few years. The original LiS and BtS impacted my life in ways I won't go into here, and—like many of you—I suffered from post LiS depressione for quite a long time. I never played any other LiS installments (except for LiS 2), but over the years I heard news about the comics, True Colors, and finally the return of Max and Chloe. I followed the updates with some curiosity but never dared to revisit the series.
However, a dear friend told me about the upcoming TV series a few days ago. Discussing it after so much time reignited my desire to replay the original and the prequel to refresh my memory, and who knows, maybe even catch up on the last two installments. Yet, it didn't take much to trigger a reaction: I played BtS and Farewell with a heavy heart, and now that I’ve reached the first episode of the original LiS, I’m finding it psychologically very difficult to keep going.
I love this series, but the emotions it stirs up in me are devastating, perhaps to a pathological degree. Maybe it’s because I see myself in Chloe, or because certain themes hit so close to home; I had hoped that with time I’d be able to process everything, but apparently not: a part of me is still stuck ten years in the past. I don’t know if anyone else has been in a similar situation—I know many people experience depressive feelings because of this beautiful yet devastating game. So, I wanted to ask how you handled it, or if you managed to handle it at all. Because every time I think about it, I feel like a total alien and a fucking idiot, and naturally I wouldn't know who to talk to about it.