Where do I belong?

In the story. Reality is hard to face. It's too real. I can't be me there. I don't know how. But in that other world, I make the rules. No one can approve or disapprove. It's all me. It's easier to face, easier to be myself there. 

In the real world, I am liked, ignored, loved. Its much simpler in the story world. No one does anything to me. There aren't any complicated emotions with the people  create. We understand each other completely.

That's the world I belong in.