Why?

Why do those of us who crave the feeling of reading, owning and knowing of comics to be as strong as it is? Why do some of us go near point of obsession from our addictions just over books?
Its not because we're simple, or that we have nothing better to do. Its not because we like looking at pictures because we're simple and cannot read.
Frankly, simple people do not read whatsoever, at least those whom I know, and those few other diehard comic lovers who I am freinds with...being only 2.5 of them (.5 because one of them only reads DC) are some of the most intelegent people in the school.
The thing for me is a mixture of things.
Today's question is one I had to answer: why do comics mean so much to us? Sure, if i'm lucky maybe one, two or three people would ever read this. But i'm just putting it out there.
I have an obsessive personality. I get really overly involved in certian things. I am a musician. A sportswoman, hockey and athletics, shotput sprints and so on, an obsessive listener - I replay certian songs and bands way, way WAY to much aparntly. I get good grades in school, my bad grades are better than alot of people, and I love books.
When i came to high school, which is year 7-13 where i go, I found a comic book sitting on a shelf. I was only used to reading Simpsons when i was young so this was new to me. It was a Teen Titans, beast boys and girls. It looked stupid. When i was little i used to love the programe but banned myself from watching it because it was stupid and it embarresed me to think if someone knew I watched it. I have a serious phobia of mind readers, even though they don't exist. Its just that i'm easy to guess.
A week later I got out, from the school library, the first volume in the Teen Titans series.
 
Here it is. A kids game.
I LOVED it.
From then on, I was reading comics like CRAZY. Seriously, I couldn't get enough of them! I was becoming addicted. First chance I got, I was buying them...much to my parents horror. Every time I would go shopping I would buy comics. I started out with those Ultimate X-men volumes...
 
I own volumes 2,3,4,9, and15, plus I've read the one above once and volumes 8 and 14.
Sure, they suck to me now. I don't really re-read thses ones as much as my others. But I surely don't regret buying them...I do regret giving mum a list on what ones I want though because her idea of a nice one is the most innocent one she can find. Uch. Supergirl. NEVER AGAIN!
Anyway...
Year by year, wow...its already been three years since then!... I have slowly become more and more obsessed with comics.
Now, as I started
WHY?
For me...
Its a universe where anything is possible. Something happens you can start again. Stat over. Sure, things are hard but really everything is perfect, or going to be perfect soon for the characters. The whole thing is like one big, long day dream you never want to wake from.
Theres love, hate, war, voilence, peace, families, death, despair, hope, Hope (uch), its all so totally diferent to what we know.
The thing with my daydreams is that you just have everything play as you feel it. A bit like David Xavier, only everything is just in your own mind. You control it all, and it all sprouts back to comics.
Wonderful
Perfect
Comics.
An entire universe created and put on pages.
So really, why do we love them?
They're a break from the real world.
Lets face it, someties the real world sucks. Mayebe if we do hide away, our faces burrried in books and obsessing over things that only exist in likewise minds of comic lovers then sure, things are better. But thats just until the time we switch out.
I'm not encouraging people to hid from their lives in books, i'm just saying...we love the idea of it all. We can connect to the characters, be wrapped in by the storyline. Heck, thanks to brilliant drawings we can even watch them from above, its like were sitting in a private seat in heaven watching over. And I don't even beleive in heaven. We understand. Its like we're actually listening to them. We feel for them. We want it all to be real until the second we put down the book, slip it back into its spot on the massive, alphabeticalized bookshelf and walk off back to work, school, or whatever it is we do with our pathetic little lives that we snap back.
You cannot say you do not get tied to these comics. You cannot say you don't wish that you could know more. You cannot say you do not love them.
This, people. This is why we love comics.
They are our sancturary of a fakeness we all love. A want and a need. They are a part of our lives beholding information we crave, just to make it that little bit more real.
Can you blame us?
We love our comics. Thats just us. I hope oneday, if you actually have read this and are'nt just getting on here from google images to check out my scans I copy and past from the internet, that you know what i'm talking about.