/lit/ - Literature

[Anonymous No.11069229]

What are you trying to escape from through reading?

[Anonymous No.11069241]

>>11069229
censorship of my fetish

[Anonymous No.11069272]

reading shouldn't be about escaping, it should be about exploring

looking at reading as an "escape" is unhealthy in the same sense that looking at a vacation purely as an "escape" from something shitty is unhealthy

now remember to floss your teeth and take your vitamins

[Anonymous No.11069276]

>>11069229
embarassment at masturbating to women who are so awful i can’t withhold my rage towards them when i see them irl, embarassment of wanting to befriend narcissistic golems, embarassment of not having the balls to live how i want to out of fear of losing more social status, embarassment of hypnotizing myself into enjoying activities and interests that i find repulsive, embarassment of letting evil people use my available mind for doing work on their behalf; embarassment from associating with christians and hedonistic /v/edditors online and irl

i envy the shameless above all others

[Anonymous No.11069281]

>>11069276
did you just read east of eden or some thing?

[Anonymous No.11069282]

>>11069272
shut the fuck up you fucking normalfag swine die in a fucking trash compactor, kill yourself

[Anonymous No.11069290]

>>11069281
I hate faulkner

[Anonymous No.11069292]

>>11069282
*turns the other cheek*

[Anonymous No.11069298]

>>11069229
Life, it's not working

[Anonymous No.11069305]

>>11069229
My own ideas.
My failed dreams.
My unoccuring will.

[Anonymous No.11069316]

>>11069298
This senpai

[Anonymous No.11069320]

>>11069229
conciousness

[Anonymous No.11069322]

>>11069290
yeah the first sentence reads like people who rage quit over cathy

[Anonymous No.11069342]

>>11069229
Poverty and a fourth trip to an asylum. I'm reading Wittgenstein and computer science and math books to write a thesis though.

[Anonymous No.11069343]

>>11069229
the emptiness of my day-to-day life

[Anonymous No.11069344]

>>11069290
>faulkner

[Anonymous No.11069351]

>>11069229
going outside and finding happiness

[Anonymous No.11069354]

>>11069272
this is true. escapism is gay

[Anonymous No.11069361]

>>11069282
escapist fag. i'll defeat you with my sword (penis)

[Anonymous No.11069448]

I read to dive deeper into life experiences that I may not get to experience myself but that other people before me dwelt in for significant amounts of their lives

[Anonymous No.11069473]

ignorance

[Anonymous No.11069477]

>>11069229
Videogames, the hot sun, and mosquitoes

[Anonymous No.11069478]

I read for fun sh*thead

[Anonymous No.11069510]

>>11069229
my uninteresting life and depression

[Anonymous No.11069526]

>>11069229
when i was younger? my entire life. public school hours. the fact that i had no friends and was coping with that.

now i read because knowledge is the only real wealth

[Anonymous No.11069564]

>>11069526
so you never made any friends?

[Anonymous No.11069581]

>>11069229
My diary desu.

[Anonymous No.11069597]

>>11069229
ignorance and mediocrity.
Reading distinguishes me from the masses

[Anonymous No.11069617]

>>11069564
I made friends eventually, but I was still a shy quiet weirdo. Now we've moved away from each other and I only have faceberg friends. :{

[Anonymous No.11069626]

>>11069617
Worse than being alone lado.
Delete that shit.

[Anonymous No.11069627]

>>11069229
>through

[Anonymous No.11069700]

my life is pretty shitty but i’m serene. i read because it enriches me and my life. if i had the “perfect” life i would still like to have time to read as much as i do now because i don’t do it to try and substitute the life i’m not living, it’s not like it would work anyway

[Anonymous No.11070501]

>>11069617
if you can make friends once, you can always do it again. put yourself out there a little bit

[Anonymous No.11070644]

i've always been more preoccupied with my inner experiences of thoughts and fantasies than with the outside world and its concomitant sensations, perhaps because the former is the only realm within which i feel comfortable. books just feel like a natural extension of that realm (as does the internet). i think i might be schizoid, but i have this very visceral aversion to exposing my inner world to the outside world, so it remains unclear if i will ever be willing to disclose this information to a shrink and find out definitively.