There is something horrible and sickening lurking around in this fandom that I never expected to find. It's not the normal cringe inducing fetish art or poorly drawn Microsoft Paint nonsense, it's something much much worse.
It's no secret that I love Sadness. It's plain to see in my gallery and my favorites, and if you could see my bedroom you would see her there too, hidden amongst my other strange objects. Some may know how my life was changed for the better in the July of last year. I saw Inside Out in theatres for the very first time and I fell absolutely in love with Sadness. She's beautiful, she's compassionate and kind, she’s got a maternal aura about her, she's forgiving, she's amazing, and she possesses the softest heart I've ever seen. I saw how sweet and kind she was and I thought, “I want to be like her. I want to be as forgiving and compassionate and comforting to others as she is.” Ever since I've been trying to become more like her, I'm not afraid to co