If you know anything about me at all, it's that I absolutely adore the Twilight Saga novels and movies. That's "Katie 101" that many people learn on the first day of friendship with me. I've been belittled for my love of Twilight, I've made numerous friends, and I'm not kidding when I say I've spent thousands upon thousands of dollars on this franchise. Well, my parents have.
I discovered Twilight thanks to my Aunt Mary Ann. A friend of hers had told her to read the first novel and my aunt thought that it would be something I'd like, as well. I got home from vacation, bought the book, and I've never looked back. What people don't understand is what these novels and films did for me.
My aunt recommended Twilight to me when I was twelve years old. Two years before that, I became depressed and suicidal and self-mutilation took up a big chunk of my life. Twilight couldn't have entered my life at a better moment; it gave me a distraction from my woes and it gave me something to put my time and focus into, something that wasn't dangerous to my being.
Twilight, most importantly, saved my life; I wholeheartedly believe that. Who knows where I would have ended up if it wasn't for this franchise? That thought scares me. I'm so, so thankful for these movies and books because of not only saving me from myself, but for giving me a chance to bond with my mother for years, for giving me a chance to meet one of my best friends and meeting her face to face at my graduation (truthfully, I owe dad for that last part. Thanks, dad). I've connected with so many wonderful people and I've made so many glorious memories that I will forever cherish.
As I said earlier, I've gotten a lot of flack for liking Twilight, especially now that the franchise is over and has run its course. But please understand that I will never shut up about it and I don't care if it annoys you. I'm here and I am who I am thanks, in part, to these movies and books.
