Cosplay as Escapism – When Does It Cross the Line?
Lately, I’ve found myself diving into cosplay after long days analyzing crime stats, and it’s wild how quickly I can slip into another persona. There’s something about crafting a costume and stepping into a character’s shoes that feels more immersive than any meditation app. But it got me wondering when does flipping that switch from “just for fun” to “using this to dodge real life” happen?
I love the creativity and community in cosplay, and it’s a killer stress reliever. But as someone who also thrives on extreme sports (where you have to stay present), I’m curious how others balance escapism with facing reality. Do you set limits, or is the whole point to lose yourself for a bit? How do you know when it’s tipping into avoidance?