Why was I upset when my husband told me about a week ago that I was obsessed with Disney? Is there something wrong with liking something so much, that brings you so much pleasure? My husband does not share my passion. He doesn't tell me not to go on Disney vacations. He doesn't complain about the money I spend. He even frequents the internet looking for Disney merchandise he thinks I will like and sometimes even buys it and surprises me with it.
So why does the word "obsess" upset me? I do have other things in my life. I don't see anything wrong with enjoying what you enjoy. Embracing that thing that feeds your soul. What feeds your soul? Are you obsessed with Disney? With MiceChat? With something else in your life?
I know I am not alone.