Probably one of my favorite & most interesting conversation starters would have to be my history with Sans Undertale.
Every time I talk about it, without fail, it leaves people just shocked and aghast… Being made fun of and referred to jokingly as “Sans” for a few days afterwards is always worth it though.
When i was in elementary school, I didn’t just love Sans the skeleton from ‘Undertale’, no. I genuinely believed within my heart and soul that I was Sans Undertale. I’m not joking or exaggerating either, i’m deadly serious. I was self deluded into believing I was the very skeleton from the game.
I would wear the same hoodie every single day for probably a year or two, and I didn’t take it off for any occasion. I slept in it. I didn’t even roll the sleeves up in 90 degree weather during the summer time, as I believed that it wouldn’t be true to my identity.
I went home and I would put time into memorizing jokes & puns so that I could later retell them at school.
I distinctly remember that I would eat those warm, half separated school ketchup packets during lunch… I hated them. They were so gross and a sensory nightmare but I ate them because I had to prove to everyone around me as well as myself that I am Sans. My friends were so amazed and convinced I loved ketchup so much that they would grab fistfuls of the ketchup packets to then give to me during lunch and I would thank them and put them in my pocket, promising to save them for later.
You know that like.. one instance of the game where Sans plays the trombone for comedic effect? My school started offering band lessons. I started taking them and learned how to play the trombone, just like Sans.
I think the most memorable overall effect of all of this was that I started napping all the time, and stopped engaging in activities I normally would. I was obsessed with getting on my computer every day and pretending to be Sans online. This was no big deal, it made me feel euphoric to be thought of as “lazy”, just like Sans… Eventually, my mother started getting concerned emails written home about me being “lethargic”.
I didn’t realize it at the time, but what had started as me obsessively taking on traits and characteristics of my beloved skeleton, I had developed the very thing that I would still carry with me to this day and struggle with; depression.
I believed I was Sans so badly that I developed actual depression. Just like Sans had!
Now I don’t know if the consumption of salty ketchup and halt of personal hygiene care partially went towards it, but during that time at the end of 5th grade / between my transition into middle school, I was abruptly hospitalized and later diagnosed with chronic kidney disease. I feel like my rapid decline in health was partially due to my unhealthy fixation, but then again, nobody really knows what happened there. Even excluding that, I think that it is safe to say that Sans Undertale ruined me! Thank you
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