My boyfriend is taking me to Disney World at the end of June as a (week) early birthday present. I’m so giddy I could explode. I see so many confession where Floridians say that tourists are so rude and awful and it honestly breaks my heart. My mother taught me that manners matter and courtesy counts, treat workers with respect as well as strangers. I was only blessed enough to go to Disney one time before and it quickly became my happy place. I couldn’t imagine being mean to anyone while there.
I recently finalized plans to visit Disney World for the first time in over 12 years. The last time I went I was about 10 and went with my abusive father who would laugh at me and act disgusted when I was terrified to the point of bawling my eyes out about riding some of the scarier rides. I’m excited to make better memories at the park than I’ve previously had, as well as feel like I’m free to ride or not ride whatever I want without judgement.
TRIGGER WARNING- SUICIDE: I’m not exactly suicidal, but at the same time my depression is so bad that I wouldn’t complain if a truck passing by hit me or if I was in a life-threatening situation. One of the only things that’s “motivating” me or keeping me going is the fact that I someday want to go to Disney World. The thought of being able to escape all that’s making my life miserable even if just for a few days is enough to get me out of bed in the mornings.
I’m going to WDW in the fall and I’m excited to see Galaxy’s Edge but I’m afraid the extreme Star Wars nerds (the super rude ones who think they’re superior to everyone else and are usually men) will ruin the experience. I loved Star Wars as a kid and I still like the movies. I don’t know any of the backstories or any deep lore I’ll just be there to see how cool it looks and ride the rides. I’m afraid of running in to a nerd who’ll challenge my knowledge. It’s happened before and it’s annoying.
Walt Disney World is my favorite place. It’s my Home. It will always hold a special place in my heart because it’s the only place I’ve found I have no anxiety. I’m genuinely me, without anxiety or depression. I wish I could be that person all the time.
My younger brother has autism and an intense love for Disney and always wanted to visit the parks. My parents did all the research and took all precautions to take us to Disney World, but he had a major meltdown the minute after we entered Magic Kingdom and we had to leave. He keeps talking about going back to Disney and I tell him someday, but I really want to yell at him that we’ll never go back because of him and our parents don’t want to waste anymore money on a vacation that will fail.
When I was six I went to Disney World and met Snow White. She said to me “Do you think the dwarfs and I could come to your house someday?” And I nodded excitedly, thinking they would actually come. For three years I literally waited, thinking they would come
I was just in Disney World and bought a Captain Marvel t-shirt (hated the movie, but she’s my favourite superhero, so…). Even though I’m a full grown adult, I got saluted by cast members who greeted me as ‘Captain’. It brought back memories of when I was 9 and went around Disneyland Paris with my Minnie Mouse dress. It made me feel special and like a kid again.
It’s my personal goal to one day visit all the major Disney Land/World parks all over the world. As someone who loves to travel, and as someone who loves Disney, visiting the parks are always a highlight in my trips, and it would be fun to compare and contrast the parks’ attractions.
Life is really hard right now. My mental health is pretty bad thanks to the environment I’m living in. Thinking about going back to Disney World gives me hope, honestly. Thinking about everything being okay, eating ice cream, and seeing all the magic around me keeps me going, because God knows I need the motivation to keep going.