Letters to Stan Lee

━━ he was a LEGEND ( introduction by Tony )

I wanted to start this book off with a very powerful message.
This is from NnoShitSherlock

( I couldn't add the gifs so go look at the original letter in "Brilliance" & Wattpad keeps screwing up the centering formatting, so I apologize if it looks off. I can't figure it out.)

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You know, I have anxiety, BAD anxiety. Sometimes when I sit in the bus on my one hour long trip to school or home, I feel like I can't breathe, my heart hammers in my chest like a rabbit running for its skin, and I think I'm gonna die. It's like the world collapses around me. Think of it as a nuclear explosion or an apocalyptic wasteland with no life around. Birds die, lungs shrink, sound fades away,  and I'm left clasping at my shirt to pull myself from a void with voices dragging me down.

You  know who else has anxiety? Well - you can probably guess it. Tony Stark  has anxiety. Bad, as well. I relate to him. I don't admire Iron  Man/Tony Stark for the magnificent suit that he's built, no. Not only  that.

I admire him for the most human - like battles he's fought, and won. Anxiety attacks, low self - esteem, the world turning on him, being held accountable for things he didn't do, trust issues, loneliness. They're battles that I fight too.

Stan Lee created Tony Stark/Iron Man. And well, as you all might have heard - Stan Lee passed away today. ( 12th of November, 2018. ) It's rather sad.

I  don't know why I'm writing this. Maybe it doesn't matter since I left  this site anyway, ( I think I did , at least ) , but I feel like I  should point out and realise how much Stan Lee actually meant to me - to  you all too.

He created our heroes, he created the rolemodels that we look up to from sides all over the world. From China to France, from Pakistan to the US. This man, together with other amazing creators, managed to connect the world with his imagination. That's legendary.

Lee had a friendly rapport with fans and would answer questions in the letters pages with a personable and exuberant style, and he'd even sign his correspondences with his signature phrase, "Excelsior!" Amazing.

And sure, he's done some bad stuff. But haven't we all ?

I suppose - what I'm trying to say, is that this guy was a legend, but even now that he's gone to shine with the stars, he still is that same legend. He left a legacy behind that will never be forgotten.

He helped me by creating Tony Stark, a flawed character with human issues whom I can relate to.

Whenever I'm having an anxiety attack - and this sounds odd , I know - I just think of Tony Stark, and the hundreds of people who deal with the same thing every day, and that helps me go through it. Whenever I'm socially awkward, I just think of how Peter Parker would save himself in this situation. Whenever I see bullies, I think of how Steve Rogers would stand up to them, and that gives me the bravery to do the same, even though I'm small. Whenever I'm in a situation that seems inescapable, I think of Scott Lang, because he always finds a way.

( And whenever I see women with heels, I think of Pepper Potts and I RUN. Women on heels are dangerous, they thRow eM when I'm being an ass - )

With all the puns shoved aside. This man - Stan Lee - was amazing. He and the co - creators of Marvel have changed our lives for good. I won't ever get the chance to thank him personally for that, so that's probably why I'm writing this chapter.

So, rest in peace, Stan Lee. May your imagination live on. You were amazing. You gave us heroes to become heroes ourselves.