Since I was young, I was interested in being in other worlds. I felt a special connection to anything supernatural revolving around worlds that are made up. Whether it was through my favourite game, book or show, I wanted to live there instead. While I do enjoy animations and books with alternate earth, I preferred being in worlds not my own (reality wise). This made it easier to further escape reality even if the stories, movies, shows, etc have similar historical events.
Every time I felt in a low mood, I’d pick up a book or a game and escape to that world for a while until I was better. Immersing myself like this caused me to develop a deep love for fantasy. It became a comfort thing that I ran to when I felt at my lowest point. And it’s not like there was never any access to it. I rewatched all my favourite movies, replayed my favourite games, picked up new ones, found new books.