I read a lot, especially when going through a rough patch in life. But I have noticed lately that I’m reading for hours at a time, sometimes multiple times a day. When I finish a book, I go through a kind of depression. I cry and feel deeply, painfully sad that the worlds and characters I read about aren’t real. Harry Potter was the worst, and now I’m flying through Jane Eyre with a sense of impending doom. I feel like these characters are alive briefly, and then I lose them. And rereading doesn’t help me, it’s just like looking back on a memory. Any advice for a healthier relationship with reading?
by peachfuzzysocks