Always the Stand-in,Never the Principle
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Escapism and Cinema therapy, two things that can go hand in hand. Placing yourself, or your experiences into movie form can help ease the pain or the trauma of what the world has done.
But what happens when you take this coping mechanism and mix it with low self esteem and a nice serving of imposter syndrome? I'm not sure, but that's what it feels like in my head.
Real life isn't a movie though, and oftentimes, the endings are less than happy.
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