I can’t hate Disney. It’s weird to say but I literally exist because of them. Despite every bad thing they’ve done just for money, I am here because my parents worked together at Disneyland. I get to be who I am because of two college students meeting working at a Mexican restaurant in Disneyland.
My relationship with Disney is complicated. I had an AP on-and-off for a decade until January 2018. I chose to stop going because I started to become increasingly miserable whenever I visited Disneyland and I couldn’t figure out exactly why. I thought that perhaps I overexposed myself to it and a vast majority of my memories of the place involve people who aren’t in my life anymore. I try to assure myself that at the end of the day this is just a first world problem.
I know this sounds selfish but I don’t want to take my boyfriend to Disneyland. Disney is my safe zone and such a special place to me that I worry that if we were to ever break up, bad memories would be associated with my favorite place on earth. It’s safe to assume that if I ever go to Disneyland before I am engaged, he is The One.
I just came back from a trip to Disneyland and it was my dream to meet Elsa since Frozen was released. I got to meet her and Anna and it was the best character meet I had while I was there. I showed Elsa my tattoo of her and told her that she helped me get through a really tough patch in my life. She made this big fuss of me and gave me all these hugs and made me feel so loved 🙂 After that meet, I ended up bawling my eyes out afterwards, not believing that I met my idol <3
I can’t enjoy Finding Nemo Submarines, it’s the one ride that I refuse
to go on. My grandfather, who my siblings named Satan, helped with making it
themed to Nemo & every time I think of the ride I think of that horribly
abusive man. We don’t talk ever about him, despite him living an hour away
& I never even think of him until I see the line for the ride. I hate
having that terrible reminder in the one place where I’m truly happy and I
really hate having such a biased hatred for the ride.
I just got back from a trip to Disneyland and as much as I enjoyed it,
I’m really irritated by the sudden raise in merch prices. I swear between my
birthday trip in January and now, everything went up in price! I actually
refused to buy any souvenirs because of the prices. It’s already a lot of money
to buy a ticket as it is, it’s just not fair to raise merch and food prices
too, especially for those who struggle financially.
I’m going on my first ever trip to Disneyland in 2 weeks time. I feel like I’m annoying everyone because I’ve been talking about it so much. I don’t think they understand how much this trip means to me. I’ve been waiting for 24 years to go to a Disney park
The main reason why I want to go to Disneyland is because I want to meet Rapunzel. Watching Tangled while growing up with a not very nice family and severe depression was what kept me going and I just want to thank her for keeping me alive all those years.
I’m going to my first visit to Disneyland in 3 weeks!! I’m super excited about it but I’m petrified as well. I suffer from instrusive thoughts and there is a voice in my head telling me that I won’t enjoy it and that I’ve wasted money and all these negative things. I’m scared that these thoughts will ruin the trip for me