When Queer as Folk ended, I cried. It was almost as if I was experiencing some form of death. When my favorite childhood shows ended, I became overwhelmed with depression for a month or so. When I finished reading the last Harry Potter book, it was the same thing. I think I have a tendency towards obsession. I think there are people out there who can like something and not like it in a morbid attached way that I like things, so what do you think of all this? Any thoughts and comments are appreciated.
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