I know a lot of people have suggested therapy to me as a solution to my depression, and my problem with Fluttershy.

Here's the truth... I'm scared. I really am. I just don't know what that's going to do for me. Some person's going to talk to me, maybe let me vent a little bit, and then try to train my mind to block these certain signals? I'm not sure what it'll entail, and I don't know what it'll do for me. It just doesn't make sense.

Here's the other thing, I've tried therapy before. I have done it before as a way to cope with depression and domestic frustrations. You know what happened? Nothing. It did nothing for me.

What will therapy do for me with my Fluttershy problems? I know she's not real. I know she'll never be mine. I know it's an impossible endeavor to love her. Is there a process to make me... not love someone anymore?

I'm sorry, I'm just wracking my brain because I have to give a speech later, and I don't want to.

I think the only solution to my Fluttershy problem is to find her in real life. I don't mean literally, but symbolically if you will. Meet the girl of my dreams. The one who is everything I want in a companion. Maybe not everything, but a girl with many of the traits I find attractive. Sweet, kind, adorably demure, beautiful, caring, generous, and who will love me for who I am.

I'll probably never meet her. She's probably already taken, or I've scared her off already. But if by some miracle I do meet her, and I get a chance, you better believe I'll treat her like a princess. I'll give her flowers, candy, stuffed animals, love letters, and endless amounts of affection. Cuddle with her, protect her, take care of her, show her off to my friends and make them jealous, brush her hair, give her kisses, and make sure she feels loved and beautiful 24/7. She's my princess, and deserves nothing but the best.

I would give her everything, because I love her with all my heart.

That's what I would do if I had a girl all to myself. It'll probably never happen, though. That's why I wroteLoveliest of Trees and Sweet & Delicate in the first place.

I don't know. It's kind of stupid, so I'll just stop.