>have bf who is seemingly perfect to me in every way
>knows his shit when it comes to fashion, studied pattern making, works as a designer, smart, generous, etc.
>showed him some dresses last year before we started dating
>"...that's extremely cute, anon"
>fast forward one year to last week
>he's dealing with bedbugs so he's stressed about everything, haven't seen each other for a month
>"hey bf-kun, I'm going to a meetup on the weekend"
>suddenly insinuates fashion as a hobby is stupid, materialistic, and wasteful, discourages me from trying to make my own lolita dress, tells me I spend way too much on useless dresses I never wear
>I've only bought one $60 jsk in the past five years, I have a grand total of two lolita dresses in my wardrobe
>go to meetup anyways, have fun
>meet with bf afterwards, feel super embarrassed about wearing lolita in front of him even though he's seen me wear it before
>Super pissed, asks me what exactly do I get out of the hobby
>I just want to learn to socialize and make new friends outside of school :(
>change into normie clothes asap, wash all my makeup off, just wanna go home
>"you looked cute in your dress anon"
>feel sad and stupid
I made some really close friends in uni because of fashion design and I love looking at clothes and making clothes, but now it feels like I can't talk to anyone about it because they don't care anymore, even though some of them work for luxury brands. I feel stupid for being passionate, like I've been left behind in the dust for not "growing up" and laying my "unrealistic dreams" to rest or something.