Hello everyone! Today is May 4th – happy Star Wars Day! I figured today we’d have a little celebration and talk about what Star Wars means to me. Or at least make an attempt to.
Because truly, there aren’t words for me to describe what this film series and all its companions have done for me, especially recently. I recommend playing the above music while reading this post, but that’s just me.
It’s no secret of mine that I’ve always liked fictional worlds, things and people better than real life. Real life sucks and fictional worlds are better, plain and simple.
Fiction is essential, especially right now. The real world is shit and fiction is a way to escape it. I’ve often found that rewatching my favorite series and movies is the best way to cope with that and what has that been for me?
Star Wars: The Empire Strikes back.
It’s my comfort movie; I watch it when I’m sad, when I’m happy, when I’m bored, when I miss Star Wars. There’s nothing quite like it to me in the whole of the Star Wars universe, except maybe Rebels and Clone Wars. Those get pretty close.
My dad has always been a Star Wars fan. One of my first memories I can remember is seeing Revenge of the Sith in theaters. Don’t ask me how I remember only that, but I remember the Duel on Mustafar vividly. I think as a kid I didn’t like it that much but as I grew older and I became an adult, the sequels came out.
And it was all downhill from there.
I rewatched all of the originals, all of the prequels, and awaited the rest of the sequels just like everyone else. I dove into the lore, obsessing over every little detail. I wrote fan fiction (still do) – because I just wanted to keep expanding upon this universe of space wizards that I just loved.
I latched on to Leia Organa like there is no tomorrow.
Leia Organa is me, and I am Leia Organa. She is my absolute favorite character in the whole series, no one compares to her for me. A strong female character leading a whole army? Sign me the fuck up. I’m not going to go into to much detail of this here, as I wrote a whole piece on her for the Characters that Define Us – which you can read here.
I cried when Carrie Fisher died – after watching all of her old interviews and reading excerpts from her books. She was a riot, god damn hysterical, a person to look up to who overcame her addiction and mental health obstacles. I want to be Carrie Fisher when I grow up. I still can’t watch her tribute without crying. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to.
Star Wars is one of the most important things in my life because it gained me friendships.
I’ve made friends over Star Wars, friends that I can see staying in my life for the rest of it. Friends that have been there for me more in the span of 8 or 9 months more than people I’ve known my whole life.
We bonded over this one thing that we all love and than it became so much more for us. Without it we would have never met each other and I can’t even imagine my life without them anymore.
Without Star Wars this blog would be entirely different. The foundation of this blog name is based off of Star Wars. I don’t know where I would be today without Star Wars. It brings me so much happiness and joy that I can’t imagine ever being without it.
So happy May the Fourth everyone – go drink some blue milk (which is actually delicious) and watch your favorite Star Wars media. I know I’ll be doing that!
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