Even though he’s no longer with us, I’m still slightly obsessed with Corey Haim. Every now and then I Google image him and trawl through pictures, pondering how my life would have turned out if ‘Just 17’ actually had taken my begging letters seriously and we had got married. It doesn’t seem quite right that at 31, I’m still looking longingly at what are basically pictures of a 16 year old boy. I don’t know why I still love him but I think I still do and what’s even sillier is that I’ve actually met him (see article 28 or something) and spoken to him and I didn’t have those warm fuzzy feelings towards him like I thought I would have. Instead I thought he was a bit…well….odd (god rest his soul). I’m sharing my weird obsession for a teenager with you because I think there’s a lesson to be learned, the first clearly to get a more adult (even legal) crush, and the second to analyse why it is that we call totally fall for someone that we don’t know? I shall explain.
Every now and then we fall for people with very little evidence of who they really are, we get so carried away with this prospect that that this might in fact be ‘the one’ - we end up convincing ourselves they are, when really they’re not. Thinking like this causes a lot of damage and you can reach a point where no matter how ugly and blatant the real truth about the person you’re with is you just tend to ignore it. I don’t now why we do it, desperation? Social pressure to be part of a ‘we’? Or perhaps its ego and that fact that you daren’t admit to yourself that you’ve actually pinned all your hopes and dreams on someone who’s turned out to be a bit of an idiot and there’s no turning back.
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