" 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡" a playlist 

HEY YOU! Yes, you sitting behind your screen reading this. I don’t know you and you certainly don’t know me. But I want to tell you something. Everyone has their own story. Yours might be filled with joy and happiness, or it might be clouded by pain and misfortune. I want you to know that you’re beautiful, wonderful, talented person. Even if your life isn’t going the way you want it to right now, I know that you’ll be able to make it out alright. I want you to do me a favour. I know I’m just a stranger, but just trust me, okay? Ever time you see your reflection, be it in the mirror in the bathroom, in a window somewhere, Or in a puddle on the street, I want you to look at yourself and give yourself a hug. Because even if you aren’t the prettiest or the smartest or the funniest , you’re something that no one else can be: you. And you are the greatest thing you can be. Smile at strangers. Be confident in yourself. Cry when you feel like crying, laugh when you feel like laughing. Treat yourself like a god/goddess because you deserve it. Hold your head up and keep your heart open. You’re worth everything then some. And always remember that no matter what, even if it doesn’t seem like it, you’re everything to someone.

I would rather be in a world alone with my comfort character than whatever the mess of a world this is..

"your comfort character isn't real" Maybe that's why we feel comfortable with them. Because if they are real, they would not be by our side...

"your comfort character isn't r- SHUT UP IM AN ARTIST AND I CAN INSERT MYSELF INTO THAT REALITY JAHAJHAHJA

*_Having a favorite character is like having an antidote and a poison in one bottle._* - You won't die, but you won't be alive either.

" your world, is where i wish to be. "

"Your comfort character isn't real." But they're still home, aren't they?

'I am not real to others. But i am real to you.' -Youre comfort character

“your comfort character isn’t real” Not here. He’s somewhere far far away from here. In a different reality. Where we’re happy. Together.

My comfort character saved my life. I wish I could at least thank them.

Your mind can't tell the difference between fictional characters and real people. When you read about a character dying, your brain perceives it as real. The pain you feel when that happens, it's real.

Pov: your reading all of the comments and you feel more comforted while listening to the playlist and as you scroll through the comments you suddenly feel comfortable

Sometimes I wonder if my comfort character just looks at me and goes "Yeah...That one's beyond help"

Just imagine every star in the night sky is everyone's comfort characters looking down on us to make sure we are all okay. x

"Im alone" "No dear you have me" he smiled I started crying. He looked at me confused as i gave him a sympathetic smile. "But you're not real" i whispered as he dissapeared into thin air and thats how i realised how truly alone i was. Edit: OMG thank you for all the likes. This is just a little part of my book that I am writing and to get so many likes has inspired me so much so thank you all x

The moment when you made up a comfort character as a joke but they aren’t a joke anymore.

“Your comfort character isn’t real” “Yeah I know, but for me they’re as real as they can get”

“Your comfort character isn’t real” Maybe that’s the point we find comfort in them, it may sound Dumb but we find comfort in the fact that they aren’t real, that They can’t hurt you, that they aren’t there. If they were real they Wouldn’t comfort us! They wouldn’t be there for us when we need them. If they were real it wouldn’t be comforting, life is fake, comfort is fake, everything Is fake. But most of us find comfort in that. Comfort characters can’t hurt us like Real people can. That’s what makes it comfortable.

“this seems like a cool playli-“ _often i am upset that i cannot fall in love_ *STARTS SOBBING*

i would rather be on an island forever with my comfort character than be stuck in this mess we call life.

Hey there. What are you doing here so late? Can't sleep? Ah. Coming to cry in the middle of the night. I get that. It feels nice to do that, so I understand. Take all the time you need. You know, I just happened to find you stumble upon the video where I'm taking a break. Wanna sit down for a while? Tell me about what's bothering you? Oh, don't worry about me. I don't find you annoying. I wanna be here for you. I'll try to help as best as I can. I won't judge you. Everyone has their own story. Ah, that sucks. I can't begin to imagine how you must feel. You're so tough for getting through all of that. I'm so proud of you for not giving up. Of course I understand. One broken soul to another. I just want to remind you. No matter how hard it gets, please stay strong. Take care of yourself. You can't go into a battle already wounded. You can't wave the white flag without trying your hardest. This will all be over soon. And hey. If you ever need to take another break, I'm always here. Helping people is my specialty. They always find their way, one way or another. You can come sit down with me any time. I'll try to lend some advice, or just an ear to listen. And if this is your last time visiting me, I'm proud of you. My job is done. Go take on life with all your energy, and remember that you have one soul always cheering you on. You'll always have my support. I can't wait to see the great things you'll achieve. Before you go... I love you sm.

I'm so tired of faking my happiness I just want them to be real :,)

Things to do to feel more connected to your comfort character irl: - buy a cologne or perfume that you think they would smell like - buy an item of clothing you think they would wear, or buy an item of clothing that they wore from the thing they are from - make a playlist that either reminds you of them, or make a playlist of the kind of music you think they would listen to - write down or imagine what conversations you would be having with them at different times of your day if they where with you - name things after them to remind you of them, you could name literally anything, even your favourite mug or a plant - buy a mug that you think they would like, and place it around your house so you can feel like they live with you - go on a walk and imagine they are walking with you, try to go a way/go at a time you think they would enjoy - if you go to a cafe or restaurant, you could buy the thing you think they would order and then imagine their reaction to you trying it, you could act like they told you to try it because it's their favourite - make up inside jokes you think you would have between just you and them, so when ever the time is right you can imagine their reaction to it in the situation - decide what to think their favourite color would be, or decide on a color that reminds you of them so you think of them when ever you see that color - do the activities or hobbies you think they would have/enjoy so you can imagine you doing it with them - when ever your in a car, imagine you are sitting on their lap and the seat belt is their arm round you - make matching brackets for you and them, wear the one that is for you and put the one that would be for them in a special place to you - watch the shows or movies you think they would enjoy watching and pretend you are watching it with them - think of what their favourite flower would be, so when ever you see that flower you think of them (this can apply for anything, e.g favourite animal, favourite tree, favourite car etc...) - imagine them comforting you when you are having a bad day - imagine them being excited and laughing with you when they see you are happy - imagine them in the corner of the room when you are at school, or work, and imagine their reaction to what is happening or what you are doing I hope these all helped, just remember you are your comfort characters comfort just as much as they are your comfort!

The fact that my comfort character is myself, a good 5 years from now telling me "It will get better" just shatters me sometimes.

I don't want my comfort character to be real. I will be hurt because they would never become close to somebody like me. And eventhough I love them so much, I know I will run away from them... because I'd hate myself more the longer I'd stay next to them. I would feel unworthy and scared of them leaving me. I would overthink every interaction we have and blame myself for every twitch, blink, or flinch that I did that seemed wrong in their presence. They don't know me when they're on a page or screen. And I'm so glad for that...

Sad thought: Comfort characters save hundreds of people's lives every day. Yet the people they save can't save them, because they aren't real.

As my mom always used to say "Reality is what you make it to be, you are allowed to dream. It may not be real to others. As long as it felt real to you, it was." Reality is just like time, temporary, made up by humanity to explain someone's behaviour. No one will ever know what reality really is.

"your comfort character isn't real" but they're still home. hireath a blend of homesickness, nostalgia and longing, "hiraeth" is a pull on the heart that conveys a distinct feeling of missing something irretrievably lost they're my home ... forever

He runs to her as he sees her crying " My love why are you crying?" He said worrisome "I have no one, i'm all alone.." she said sobbing quietly "No, you always have me darling" He said cupping her face with a smile. "...Your not real.. " She said looking into his eyes as she said those 3 words he vanished into thin air. One single tear rolled down her face. ~

wow I really choose violence before going to bed huh?

People who disliked are the one who can't accept that their comfort characters don't exist.

The comment sections of these kinda playlists let me know that I am not weird and stupid that I paint these characters who live with me inside me, have scripts and stories in my mind that runs parallel to my real life ....with no intersection ever possible. Even if I try hard to get rid of them....they come back in some other form. Idk if I make sense, idk if I am dumb...or maybe it's something that is so special and fulfilling that I keep it to myself like a comforting pillow to put and hide my face in to just escape for some time.

"I asked myself, while staring in the mirror, how could such a perfect world create such an ugly person like me?"

Anyone wishes they can go back to where they didn't need comfort, where we were just kids running around.

My comfort character is my imaginary friend named Chip, he's an albino cat with a little witch hat and crystal clear eyes. He walks with me during school, whispering to me to be confident, and to run down the hallways and to not look back at all the adult telling me to stop, and another chapter will be written. I still remember what he tells me: "Chin up!" :) "Why are you sad? Cmon. I wanna see those dimples!" "There are so many other things to worry about than what they told you." "You can't see through your watery, teary eyes. Dry your tears and look forward! :D" "Im not real. But our bond is." -Chip

My comfort character isn't anybody fictional. It's all of you, sharing stories, sharing vibes, spreading peace and prosperity. The way everything should be. The internet is a beautiful, yet scary place is it not? Much like our own planet, but the danger and scares make the beauty all that much more colourful.

"Your comfort character isn't real." I know, but if I can keep making up non-existing memories, stories with me in their world and little talks or conversations, we have, I know they won't abandon me unlike you...

“I’m not real” he huskily whispered, his fingers trailing down my arm sending shivers down my spine. “But I wish you were” I muttered back, resting my head on his shoulder. “I wish you were so damn bad!” I yelled at him as he disappeared, fading away from the perfect scene I had imagined in my head. And then I was alone. Like always.

Daily reminder, You survived another week in a very tough world, even though at times it felt like you wouldn't, and I'm so proud of you.

"Your comfort character isn't real" That's why I'm not cutting because of them, it's because of everything else that IS real

Reality is what makes us need a comfort character. That's why they are destined to be fake, reality would ruin them. The same way it ruined us...

POV: Your imagination allows you to "see" your nonexisting comforting character and thank him/her/them for being by your side

“Your comfort character isn’t real” I’ve been told this so many times but that’s the thing...they were, and will always be realer than anything else in this world to me.

Crying.. heavy breathing.. *a full blown breakdown.* I was searching for someone around my room, someone who would always comfort me when I was like this. But.. I can’t see them. “ _They aren’t real_ “ The voices run in my head. _They aren’t… real?_ *no* *no..* *NO!* They’re real. They’re real… They’re real.. right? Has the string that I’ve been hanging onto finally been cut? Have I been living inside my own head for too long..? Why is reality cruel..

Imagine a world where your comfort character is always by your side. Pull a tiny version of them out of your pocket and place them on your shoulder. You pass by someone who has the same comfort character as you. You smile and talk to them about how that specific character heals you. Whenever you are sad, your character is there to help you. Whenever you are alone, you remember you aren’t because they are always right with you. This is the kind of world I want to live in.

Escapism, although wonderful at the time. Has the most torturous repercussions

I miss waking up in the morning and feeling excited. Now all I feel is disappointment that I have to live through another day.

My own world is a place where I can curl up in my bed without being judged for crying, a place where everything feels right even if it isn't, a place where nothing you do has an effect on those around you and their opinions stay the same no matter what.

My comfort character may not be real but the crippling loneliness I feel is very much real

- "I love you" - "I know" - "You love me?" -If it were real, I would " - "But for me you are real ..." - "I also know and that makes it worse ..." - ... - "I promise you that in this life or in another we can be together and I will not leave your side" - "You promise?" - "I promise"

I'm reading a fanfic, and they were so happy. My auto play was on, so when I the music changed, I looked up. When I read the title, my heart felt heavier.

"its alright, ive got you. everything is going to be fine." they smile at me "but... im- im scared!" y/n sobs "and thats okay, come here." they open theyre arms. i run into theyre arms. "ill always be here for you... always and forever." they say stroking your back with they're hand "thank you" y/n smiles. "shh, ive got you. ill never let you go" they smile "never?" y/n questions happily "never." they smile.

ok, i just want to share this with you guys, because i identified a lot with some comments. I recently finished watching an anime that I had heard about years ago, but I only decided to watch it this year. And, jeez, there's this character who's just so perfect for me. He's not extroverted, or groomed, and is actually quite eccentric. But I love absolutely everything about him, I admire him and I really feel a great affection for him. More or less in the middle of the anime, he died, because another character killed him, in a scene that will be etched forever in my memory. I cried so much, on a level that I never cried even for someone in my family who had died. But when he died, it was as if a part of my heart had been ripped out and will never be restored. I keep telling myself that he's not real, to try to make me less sad, but it's no use. To me, he is real. He was/is someone very special and important in my life, in a way that almost no one I know was/is. And, to this day, when I see his wallpaper on my cell phone or his videos on youtube, I cry and have anxiety attacks, because I remember his unjust death and I miss him so much. He didn't deserve to die. Sometimes I just wish I could hug him and tell him it's going to be okay, that I'm here for him, but then I remember he doesn't exist and it hurts in an unimaginable way.

It's kinda sad to think that a fictional character is more understanding and loving compared to reality and real people. It pains me to know they don't exist, yet my heart is still attracted to them. Maybe it's been the multiple failures of finding someone in reality but I've just grown accustomed to her regardless if she's not real.

"I love you" "So do I, love" "You're so warm. Like my only fire in this darkness." "..." "Can you sta-" "Shh!" "But I want you! I want us!" "I know, love, don't cry. I know. And you know, don't you?" "Please, this hurts me more than anything ever.." "But we're here. We have this moment." "But I wish for the enternal" "It is enternal. It's all written in the stars" "..." "In another life, promise to smile for me, love."

"your comfort character isn't real." Yes, that's true and I've accepted that, though it was quite painful. Something I think we all need to know; Things are better this way. Yes, you read this right. If our comfort characters were real, we can't get the comfort we always get. They'll have other lives far from ours. We won't be able to see them and seek our usual comfort from them now that they're real. Because humans/real people, they just can't be used like that. We can't stay up late at night seeing them anymore. They'll have lives and jobs of their own and that means we can't be with them often, meaning there's not much of a point with making them real. And even if they were to be real, we still can't save them like they saved us. It's a price practically impossible to repay. Heart-breaking, I know, but I'm sorry, because it is true. Know, ever since I realized this, I ignore every down side when I'm thinking about, seeing, or even just hearing my comfort character's voice. I just stick to the happy side and get myself to be happy again, rather than crying more.. I hope you all focus on just being happy when you guys see yours too instead of thinking of the downside topic. I love my comfort characters so much, they're my safe space, and would do so much to just hug them right now and comfort them and this is even the least I could do. I wish I could repay them and thank them for their effect and comfort to me. I want us to be fair and equal though that is basically impossible. If there's something I could do to make it happen I would. Even if it costs me, I still would.. I also don't want them to be in this shitty world we live in right now, they deserve better than this. I don't want them to be hurt here. They shouldn't be here.. And though they aren't real. The emotions they made me feel are, my memories of them are, and so is how I love them. Fictional or not, they still hold a special place in our hearts.. If you are reading this, I love, care for, and admire you. Please make sure to take care of yourself as much as possible. Don't pressure yourself too much, please. Love you.

Imagine if our comfort characters know us too, but they can't be with us because we're in a different reality. They raise their voice at seemingly nobody with tears in their eyes. "Please, I just want to talk to them, just one time! I can see that they're hurting, let me help them! I can make it better, I know I can." The sky doesn't answer, and neither does the earth, or the wind. They don't even know what they expected to happen. "I know they're in a different universe, but it has to work somehow. Please just give me an opportunity to try! I'm the one they need, let me be there for them." Sobbing, they fall to the ground. It hurts them to see you this way, knowing that there's nothing they can do. "Why would you let me see them suffer, if I can't help? Please... Just let me say something. Just one sentence, please..." There's still no answer, from nothing. Because why would the universe answer? Why would it listen and explain itself to one single person, who's tired of seeing another person suffer? Why would it be kind to those who are hurting? After all, it let them get hurt in the first place. The image of you is still burned into their mind as they sit on the ground, crying, and whispering a sentence over and over, even though they know you'll never hear them. "You're going to be okay..."

I'm not depressed but i love when it rains. I'm not sad but i love sad songs. I'm not hiding but i love when it's night. I'm not tired but i love my bed. I'm not quiet but i love silence. I'm not alone but i feel alone. I don't really understand myself😕

Your mirror will never judge you Your pillow will always be there for your tears Your blanket will always comfort you But school will always knock you down

They’re out there somewhere. Just not how you imagine them. Stay strong okay? You’re nearly there . I believe in you

"your confort charackter isn't real" mine were real...but he passed yesterday and i cried all day and i cry again fly high Technoblade o7.

They may be fictional, but they're real to me. If I just keep going. Maybe one day I can actually hold them, and thank them for everything they've done. I cant count how many times I've managed to talk myself away from mistakes because "I dont want to disappoint them. I dont want to make them worry." They may be fictional, but the effect they have is very real. I miss them, oddly enough. Like any real person. A very real sense of missing them. I wish I could just hear their voice. Even just once. Actually hear it.

Sometimes, I act out my events with my characters that I like. I don't understand why I do that, but maybe it's because of loneliness. I guess I feel real in my own world, and not the real world...

Они становятся нереальными, только когда мы забываем их С обычными людьми так же

“Is it time?” “I’m afraid, yes.” “Please stay, just a little while longer.” “I would love to, but you know I can’t.” “Will I ever see you again?” “You will, darling, just not in the ways you expected. But don’t worry, I’ll always be here, waiting for you.” “Promise?” “Promise.” “Before you go, I need to know. Will you forget me?” “Never.” “I’ll never forget you too.” “Go safe.” “Sleep well, my love.” I fell asleep with tears on my cheeks, never more melancholic to return to reality.

its sad cause i can feel my comfort character slowly slipping away and i don't want to let go...not yet.

he was literally all i could want in a person. i'd describe him to you, but i can't think of any words to explain how perfect he is. all i know is that every time i see him on my screen, my heart hurts, it aches, my lungs feel tight, and my cheeks grow unbearably warm as my eyes water from the sheer happiness i feel. i'd feel feelings no real person has ever given me. the world is so cruel for making my special someone a something that can only exist behind a screen. it's a bittersweet love.

0:00 ~this is home~ cavetown 4:28 ~winter aid~ the wisp sings 10:27 ~the beach~ the neighborhood 14:20 ~the night we met~ lord huron 18:26 ~another love~ tom odell 23:10 ~to build a home~ the cinematic orchestra 29:18 ~as the world caves in~ sarah cothran (cover) 32:37 ~will he~ joji 36:05 ~yellow~ coldplay 41:08 ~all I've ever known~ bahamas 47:17 ~roslyn~ bon iver 53:25 ~i found~ amber run I know the different times are in the video but just in case :))

Don't be shy. Sadness is normal emotion that you can release in many ways. Sometimes you have to cry, to feel better :)

is it weird that my comfort character is a human being but i don't feel like they're real?

His fingers thread across your cheeks, shushing softly, watching the tears tumble down. His eyes guiding and inhaling each feature swelled with love and affection. His other hand clutching on your hip, tugging you closer in his embrace, allowing the warmth to ease the shaky limbs from the hiccupping cries. "Please... Don't go" "I know, love, but it's time" His body slowly slipping away, his hands desperately clutching onto you with sadness clouding his orbs. "You can't... I need you! Please, stay... I can't keep going" "Shhhh, I know, love, but it's almost time for you to wake up, okay? We'll see each other soon, in another life or another dream. I'll be waiting for you," he whispers, tucking his head in the crook of your neck, while your hands reaching out to feel his warm touch... But the moment your fingertips traces his flesh, it instantly turns into mist. "I love you..." A heartbreaking wince slips his lips… "but you can't, love... I'm not real"

"your comfort character isnt real" Yup, he's just a figment of my imagination that I've had since I was around eight or nine. At least he cant leave me.

I love this playlist. It just casually made me cry. It made me feel like someone hugged my heart! I really needed that. Do you know that feeling, when your heart just feels so heavy? And the only thing you need is a long hug from someone that makes you feel safe? But then again (for me at least) you don't want to show your vulnerable side to anybody so you just endure it. Day after day. You console your friends and family because you're the therapist friend, that always cracks jokes in serious situations and that never knows when to shut up. On the surface people think you are happy, at peace with yourself and mature enough to help others. But once the door shuts and you're alone you just don't know what to do and what to feel. You're like a sponge. You absorb others feelings and thoughts and try to make them feel better. But do they ever realize how hard it can be for you sometimes? Idk... Sometimes i wander around in the city and i wonder if i am alone in this world full of people. I just wish a stranger would come up to me, hug me and then leave without saying anything. I think we are all a little lost in this world of madness...

Six years.. Six years with this person, yet they arent real. I refuse to let them go, it may ruin every relationship to end up in, but I will hold on and never forget.

"Your comfort character isn't real , stop being so obsessed over a fictional character !" I know that they don't exist in the actual real world , but they exist in MY OWN WORLD.

One of my comfort characters is like.. legit dead ive been sobbing over you, Newt. You didn't deserve to die. You shouldve made it to the safe haven.. like the rest of the gladers. I love you.

Comfort characters don't hurt you like real people do. In your brain, you have controI over where your relationship with them goes. You can break and mend it wherever you like. Whereas, in real life, when it's over it's really over. There's no mending or pulling it back together. I guess that's what makes comfort characters so appealing.

My comfort characters are the only persons who make me feel happy. I wish I could at least thank them, hug them, tell them how much I love them. But they aren’t real… I bet they would listen to me, tell me everything will be okay and I could believe them because I trust them. Why is it so unfair?….

You ever feel like life is moving too fast for you? Like what you remember happening yesterday really was 6 years ago and your brothers are already past 20 while you just entered high-school. You're watching your parents and loved ones age more and more. I remember my dad being the lively guy who loves games and played guitar. Now he is older and does play that much. My brother used to be home all the time and now its in the military while my oldest brother is never home. And im finally in the high-school I saw them go to everyday. It hurts so much knowing all the time fly away slowly in front of your eyes and you can't change it

She ran down the flower valley, her laugh echoing around and making everyone around her smile. She looked at them, smiling and reflecting on all the adventures she'd had with them. All the narrow escapes, heart-wrenching feels, and moments of pure happiness, she knew all their stories by heart. They'd always been there for her when she needed a break from reality or someone to comfort her. Whether that was turning the page of a book and getting lost in another world or watching a picture on the screen, slowly disappearing from Earth and into another reality. She looked up at them and they looked up at her, smiling. She sank down on the field and made daisy crowns and necklaces for all of them. She got up, adjusted the ribbon in her hair, and patted and smoothed down her crumpled dress. Her eyes filled up with tears and she realised she must them bid farewell. She had to let them go. Even though they were her home, her heart, and her soul. She loved them and it broke her, but she had to let go. She had to let go of her past so she could live. She hugged all of her best friends, comrades, sisters, brothers, cousins, and families. She took one final look at all the worlds she belonged in and smiled knowing she would always belong somewhere and have somewhere or something to call home. Then she crossed the mirror portal and sat down on her bed. Tears rolled down her eyes, but she knew that she wasn't alone. Even though they weren't in her world, they were in her heart. She reminisced for a couple moments, giving a proper goodbye to all the memories and people. Even though it was all in her head, she knew it had been real. She smiled and got up, back to her desk and back to her work. She had goals to achieve and herself to prove wrong. ♥♥

"Your comfort character isn't real," your comfort character in another universe reads with some sadness to them, thinking of you.

“your comfort character isn’t real” You’re right. They’re not. No matter how much I wish they were, they’re not.. But the things they make me feel are.

Imagine them existing just so you find out they never will know your name because they weren’t even a side character in your life so you have to ask yourself if it was the right choice to have them as a comfort character and after that you get a new comfort character to try and replace the last one but you can’t seem to forget them and then you decide to go back to them and find out they were never there.

"I understand they aren't physically with me, but in my mind, they are as real as me"

I would rather shift forever onto an empty and huge paradise with my comfort character, cuddle with them and watch the sunset instead of living in this fucked up place we call our “home” Edit: my bed is covered in tears from these comments I love you all so much. You’re enough.💖💖

sometimes I just want to escape the real world and go to the world where my comfort character lives in :,(

"Please, don't leave me!" "Listen..you know I love you" "I love you too...." "I wish you really could" "W-Wha? What do you mean..?" "You have to accept it.." "No, I don't want to leave you...You're the reason I'm still alive!" "Shh..It's okay..." "I don't want you to leave me..." "I know love...but I'm not real...I never was..." "B-But all the memories...We w-were destined to be together...I love you..." "I love you too...one day we will meet again, in another life, another dimension, another memory, another dream. And the universe said 'I love you' because you...my dear...are love"

"Your comfort character isn't real" Maybe not, but Ash is 100% real in my heart and soul. Sometimes it feels like I can feel his pain like it's my own, maybe that's why I'm so attached to him. Seeing somebody else change so much through the things the world puts him through, it reminds me too much of myself and it's easier to ignore it by just staring at a stupid chainsaw hand man who says "groovy" way too much.

don't be sad, they are out there somewhere always thinking of you even if it feels empty there's always arms open wide to hold you tight and hear your cries

I still remember that time in which someone that isn't real saved my life and pushed me to keep living. Still can't believe an idea that my own brain made up saved me. I still remember when I was between his arms while he was saying everything was going to be okay, that he will always protect me... I felt so safe and warm, even though I knew it was a dream. Even thought I was crying and saying he wasn't real he still kept saying "it's okay" with that soothing voice... Honestly I was so fucked up by that time... Sometimes I hoped to fall asleep and stay forever there, but I know he would hate that idea, even if he's fake.

it’s not about a person, just the idea of being that important to someone you feel you don’t deserve, how magical must that feel

I read the comments while playing a relaxing playlist in the background. I felt again that he wasn't real and my eyes started to water. It is very difficult and painful to live without his warm hug, smiling eyes and supportive words while suffering in this reality. Sometimes I think, how does this feeling come about, how did he become so precious to me even though he wasn't someone with a real body? but most of us have it. At the back of our eyes we hold what we really need, the person. Sometimes I encourage myself with it to keep going. I love his so much

My comfort characters were an escape from my childhood and trauma. I want to thank them so bad and hurts me that i know i never will be able to. If people are making fun of you for your comfort character dont pay attention to them. It dosent concern them, do what makes you happy😊

“Your comfort character isn’t real” then I’m gonna make them real 🤨 **shifts realities**

I haven't been to school in 2 weeks, currently having a mental breakdown. But i'm getting better, and I know you all can too, so if you're going through something just know it will get better I promise, and I am so proud of you, I love You!!!!!

Никто все равно не увидит мой комментарий среди тысяч других. Изо дня в день я почему то ловлю себя на мысли что мне сильно грустно и никогда не получается себя успокоить. И эта грусть она не такая что до слез. Это ноющее чувство пустоты разьедающие все внутри. Честно я уже не могу так жить. Каждый день словно в первый раз я это чувствую. Я уверен что я не один, и точно уж не особенный. Мне бы хотелось просто это прекратить. Я не могу обратится к психологу по двум причинам. События в моей стране и то что я всех вокруг вгоняю в заблуждение своим переменчивым характером. Одно время я выгляжу счастливым. А как только закрываю глаза чтоб моргнуть, настроение испаряется. Но это не так страшно как то состояние в котором я нахожусь каждую ночь. Те несколько минут до того как начать видеть сны. Мне становится невероятно грустно. Настолько что хочется избить мою бедную кровать то полного изнеможения моих рук. Настолько что физическая боль причиняет меньше вреда. Я не знаю что с этим делать. И не жду что мне кто то поможет. Заводить плохие привычки удел слабых. Потому я при всей моей эмоциональной слабостью не собираюсь их получать. Вообщем этот длинный и бесполезный комментарий закончен.

I've literally had genuine feelings for my comfort character since 8 years. I thought when I grow up this will go away but I'm really 20 now. This doesn't go away bc he gave me all the comfort no one gave me.

I like to read and when I read I'm in my own entire world and I couldn't give a care in the world. I can escape and that just makes me so happy my mum keeps saying find a bf, find somebody to love but I can force anybody to love me and nobody has loved me before to be honest, reading help me escape form all the sadness and actually makes me fell alive. I’m not in love, I’m in love with the concept of being in love, but not being loved back. I’m in love with the concept of having to fight for the affection I so crave, but the love immediately disappears the second I am given said affection.I just cant deal with things right.

"Your comfort character isn't real" Yes, I know, and I'm happy about it. I don't want them to be real, I don't want them to live in this shity world, in this reality. This world would disappointed them, would hurt them. Just like it hurt me. Instead I wish I can be not real, just like them, that I can live with them in their world, in their reality. Where I could have their crazy adventures with them or just help them, hug them when they are sad or smile with them when they are happy. Maybe then I could be finally happy... PS I'm sorry for my bad English, I'm just learning and I don't even know if anything of this comment makes any sense, if i made any mistake (I'm sure I did) please correct me in a comment

"Your comfort character isn't real" their voice cutting through the air, wanting to hurt me. ""If they were real, it would hurt a lot more, not beeing for them.." I whispered back.