Chatterbox: Down to Earth

I'm terribly offended.

I'm sorry. I only just got back on here. This is still in my first week back. But something unpleasant happened and I need to tell someone. I don't wanna tell my mum because while she is good intentioned, the things she says haven't helped me that much when it comes to these sorts of things.

So, here's why. I have a character design class that I go to on saturday mornings, to start things off. It's fun, most of the time. We draw, make characters, learn techniques, so on and so on. But last class, I confessed that I am a doll person, and that I am willing to spend an arm and a leg on one. So one person asked what kind of dolls (I could tell she was a little suspicious) so I answered truthfully that I like abjds, or asian ball jointed dolls. And she said "Oh," as if she were responding to me saying that I have foot fungus or something like that. Then she asked if I was "one of those weird people who talk to them and treat them like humans" and I said no, of course.

Truth is, I do talk to them. It's a coping mechanism for me. I need to talk to something or I get too lonely. I definately don't beleive they answer back, but the characters that I have put into them, in a sense, do talk back, in the way that when you write a story, the characters take lives on their own. But I still talk to them.

This made the next part of art class pretty unpleasent. It got worse when someone else, instead of just saying that they looked a little creepy to her (I was showing a picture to my friend) actually said they looked like dead babies. This just completely wrecked the rest of my day. I didn't cry, but I was still really upset. I know I shouldn't take it to heart but they have become a big part of my life. I'm way too soft.

Anyway, sorry for that vent. I just needed to say it somewhere.