Today is a glorious day. I was very happy to wake up to such wonderful news about the U.S. Supreme Court legalizing same-sex marriage nationwide. This makes this day extra special because not only was American history made once again, but that such an empowering decision was made on Stitch Day.

Oh, how I love Stitch Day even more. What better way to celebrate this joyous day than by proclaiming my love for the most adorable Disney character?

I have an extreme obsession with collecting Stitch merchandise. It began when I found myself admiring the Stitch stuffed animals inside the Emporium at Disneyland as I reminisced about how heart warming the movie was after I had seen it at my local theater. After my mom had kindly offered to purchase one of the cuddly toys for me, I felt euphoric for the rest of the night. My infatuation for him has been growing deeper ever since.

However, it wasn’t always so. At first, I was too quick to judge the movie when I first saw the preview. I immediately thought that it was going to be a disaster and believed that it was presented in a way that felt as if it was geared towards boys, which ended up annoying me. But, boy was I wrong!

And to think that a nine year old could possibly form such a bold opinion about a Disney movie. To this day, I still feel guilty that I had made such assumptions.

He was, is, and will always be a part of me. For those of you who have seen Inside Out, and I expect that you have already since it’s so damn fantastic, know about Riley’s various personality islands inside her mind. Mine would contain a Disneyland themed island with a huge portion dedicated to Stitch.

Although, having such strong feelings towards a fictitious character can have its downsides. I’m extremely possessive of him. For example, when I see someone wearing a shirt, pin, or other accessory containing a picture of the fluffy blue alien, my mind reacts as if I saw my crush hanging out with a beautiful woman. I should be happy that there are fellow people expressing their love towards a Disney character that I admire.

My immediate thought should be, Hey! We could be great friends! Not: I shall make it clear that I love him more than you ever will. One day, you will feel my wrath!

I’m even willing to drain my bank account to make sure I own every Stitch item that exists just to prove how my love for him cannot fit within our universe.

I realize that sharing is caring, but Stitch is mine.

But, why do I sound so surprised? I mean, Jesus, he’s so popular that I couldn’t even name my blog after him because almost every word, as well as his distinctive three digit identification, related to Stitch had been taken.

I know it seems silly to obsess over a fictitious character, but can you blame me?