I remember being a kid and seeing sad scenes from anime like pokemon.

I would think about Ash losing Pikachu. Pikachu would fall off a cliff in some big adventure and then ash would search. When he finds Pikachu, he hugs it tight as tells it it's gonna be okay til it dies on the way to the Pokecenter.

Huh, come to think of it I had really bad asthma as a kid. My parents had to rush me to the hospital atleast once a year-- I'd tell them it was gonna be okay while I fell asleep in the back of the car.

Now I'm into sad asphyx and death involving cute characters. Course, I wanna be the killer and not the killed.

In part because being a weak, hurt guy is seriously discouraged, you can survive with that mentality for any length of time. Maybe the other thing is that it gives me a control over the past.

I moved a lot and because of that got real good at making friends and real bad at keeping them, I always thought that was part of it to. Something about closure and control.