Sunday, June 1, 2014

My Disney Narrative

I've decided to write a personal piece for my blog, both for me and for anyone out there who may be interested in what makes me the Disney fan that I am.  One thing you learn when being part of the Disney community for so long is that no two fans are the same.  I think some people forget this sometimes, and project their own fandom and views upon others.  I myself am often guilty of this and have to take a step back sometimes and remind myself that not everyone views Disney through the same lens that I do.  My paradigm is formed through different experiences and interactions and has evolved over time into the identity I'll share with everyone today.  The meaning I place on Disney is my own, and there's a reason I value it as highly as I do.

I grew up enamored with Disney, like many children.  I sang the songs, dressed like the characters, and even my ASL name given to me by my deaf cousin was a modification of the sign for Disney.   At age 11 I visited a Disney park for the first time and subsequently fell in love with Disneyland.  Like most, I disassociated myself a bit from Disney as I grew older and became an adolescent and young adult.  However, I did not deny myself the joy in our yearly DLR trips with the high school band, however, or excitement when our marching show was Fantasmic! one year. 

I graduated high school, went to college, and unfortunately got lost and made some very terrible choices.  It was a strange part of my life I don’t look fondly upon now but, well, it happened and my whole world fell apart.  Afterwards, I tried to heal but my world was strangely different.  I had driven away the people closest to me and felt utterly alone.  I had lost any semblance of innocence I had and it seemed as though nothing could return me to the familiarity of “before.”  My past was shattered, my present was miserable, and my future unimaginable.

As I tried to move forward with my life, one day at a time while finishing my college degree, I stumbled upon a few websites that intrigued me.  I have to give credit to Yesterland, Gorillas Don't Blog, and Daveland Blog, for being the sites that stick out most in my mind for being that first hook back into the world of Disney.  After my incident I struggled to find a safe hobby that would take up my downtime and keep me out of trouble.  These sites sucked me in and any free time I had, I found myself checking back and branching out to other new photos and facts.  These sites were unique in that they revealed to me a whole new world – Disneyland of old. 

Here was a place completely and entirely different than what I had grown up knowing.  This Disneyland looked nothing like the park I knew, save for a few familiar landmarks.  Sleeping Beauty Castle was the backdrop to an alien Fantasyland with bright banners, a pirate ship, and a sky ride.  The Matterhorn towered over an incredible Tomorrowland of color, kinetic energy, and clean lines.  Frontierland was a huge span of themed desert, old Western town, and Native American culture, with my beloved Mark Twain still circling the Rivers of America. Adventureland was a sparse, freshly planted cluster of flora and fauna with an exotic twist, just over that simple bridge and under that entrance that I had walked under many times.  And the populations that occupied that happy place were no different.  Families in Sunday best, nuns in habits, and women in dresses and heels; inherently the same kinds of people visiting today but in fabulously different clothing.  It was almost a metaphor for the stage of life I was in; some things the same as I knew before, but so much was unfamiliar and unknown.  I fell head over heels into this new "yesterland" and have not recovered since.

I could immerse myself in these photos and descriptions and let the real world fall away.  I became obsessed with Walt’s creation, input, and ever-changing design of Disneyland.  I craved more knowledge and reached out to a medium I had never tried before, podcasts, so I could continue to learn while even doing mundane tasks such as cleaning or driving.  After my first taste of Disney podcasting I was floored that there were even more people that were interested in the same Disneyland history that I was.  Hearing a discussion out loud was different than reading or viewing images.  I found myself nodding my head in agreement or wishing I could chime in with further questions, which made me thirst for discussion with like-minded people.  I heard the podcast hosts request listeners to follow them on Twitter and that was what I did.  Little did I know I was opening the door to one of the most influential social circles and sources of knowledge and entertainment in my life thus far.

This whole time my exploration had been composed of bits upon bits of new knowledge and new ways to get it, but Twitter was something very different and I immediately recognized that.  There were so many people like me, and also so many that were not like me.  I discovered the great divide in our fandom, and, what I later decided was a unique community.  I wasn’t sure what to make of it and over time watched many of the people I followed engage in conflict, both passive-aggressive (hello subtweeting!) and direct.  At the beginning I was merely following and didn’t have the guts to join in any of the interesting discussions I found there.  Over time I gained a few followers but still had no real place in the Twitter-sphere yet.  I wanted so badly to contribute something to the conversation but had no earthly idea how. 

And then I found myself facing yet another struggle in my life.  While nothing compared to my earlier situation, I found myself living temporarily with my parents while planning a wedding and working the worst job I ever had.  “First world problems,” I know, but I was pretty stressed out, and social isolation set in as I desperately wanted to connect with this new world I knew to be where I belonged. 

One night I spontaneously started a brand new Disney Twitter account.  A month later I threw together my first blog post.  I loved social science and I loved Disney and it finally clicked when my two favorite worlds came together.   I became bolder at interacting with the Twitter community and made some valuable connections with people I interact with to this day. 

However, I found myself still confused with the rift between fans.  People would complain to me about the “negativity,” and I’d nod and agree before realizing that they were talking about the criticism of current Disney endeavors, which was what I was doing!  I had been bewitched by Disneyland history, not current Disney.  I longed for the images, ideas, and innovation of that time and enjoyed engaging in intelligent conversation with others who agreed and could offer new knowledge, as well as those who did not agree but respected my opinions.  Others didn’t care for that strategy, however, and instead of going elsewhere for discussion it became a competition, an endless disagreement, and a rivalry.

As life moved on and continued to throw challenge after challenge at me, I grew thankful that I had identified a solid way to cope.  Home alone while my husband takes care of a recovering family member at the hospital? Hop on Twitter and I’m not alone anymore.  Draining day of class and studying in grad school?  Head over to my list of trusty vintage Disneyland photo blogs and disappear from the real world for a while.  Frustrated with being in a new city away from friends and family when I need them?  Find something I’m passionate about, write a blog post, and wait for people to let me know I’m not alone in my thoughts.  I had found my identity and it was a part of my past, my present, and I could see a bright future ahead.

So why am I telling you all of this?  One of the most resonating things I’ve learned about therapy is the importance of creating meaning.  It helps to recognize the narrative that is your life and to identify specific events and experiences that have shaped your story and led you to where you are.  There’s also the beautiful concept of shared meaning, which is the bare bones culture that a family or community can fall back upon even when there’s disagreement on other things.  Our shared meaning is a love for Disney - whether that’s a love for the history or present, the films or the parks, we all have that going for us. 

Finally getting my story out of my head was cathartic and sharing it with others only heightens awareness as a whole.  I’m at a place where I understand why I think the way I do and why my view of Disney is unique to me.  Most importantly, I’m fine with the fact that others don’t think that way, but wish desperately that they were able to accept that too.  But because some can’t I’m no longer afraid to eliminate people from my feeds who are bringing me down in the process.  Those who complain about the “negativity” that I consider thoughtful discourse and a form of escapism seem as miserable to me as I must seem to them.  And that’s okay.  

Now you know why my view can sometimes be on the critical side.  I’d love if everyone could respect each other’s views as reflections of their life’s narrative, but until then I don’t deserve to be told what to think and how to feel.  For example, those who are excited and positive about what Disney is doing currently may see the parks as a place they can go where they belong and don’t have to feel pressured to fit into the rest of society.  It’s not my place to tell them to have a more discerning eye and hold Disney to the standards of their past.  My place in the Disney community is defined by my life experiences and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.  It’s a journey that got me through the toughest moments of my life, it holds immeasurable value, and nobody can take that away from me.


  1. This was an awesome post. I loved reading it. While we are all unique and all have our own perspectives, our backgrounds are so different. We share a hobby and a passion, but we express our love of it in different ways.

    Keep up the good work on the blog, and keep being fun on Twitter!

    1. Thank you so much Patrick! Well put. I enjoy our interactions on Twitter and I'm so glad you liked my post!