Maybe my favorite character is my favorite because I want to believe redemption is possible even for someone who screwed up so repeatedly and massively.
Maybe he’s my favorite because he’s everything I’m not, and I definitely don’t want to be, but thinking about it makes me feel braver somehow.
Maybe it’s because he’s the only fictional character I would complely sleep with, which I didn’t get to choose (and is kinda embarrassing really, especially since I identify as demi so that kind of attraction is sort of a big deal for me) but there it is.
Maybe what happened is that one day, while watching a show I loved, from one second to the next I found that I was in love, and there’s nothing I can change about it, and I really don’t want to.
Maybe I didn’t choose my favorites. Maybe they chose me. And maybe all of the above doesn’t matter because loving this show and its characters brought me joy and made me stronger, and I can only be grateful for that.