[ SECRET POST #2722 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2722 ⌋

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Comments

[(Anonymous)]

So I went to my first con at age 6 months, and my mom built my costume into hers. Sure, at that age I was as much a prop as a participant, but I still think it's awesome, tbh.

We went to cons my entire childhood, two or three a year. While I was probabily (certainly) an unhappy child at a convention at some point, this was less due to not wanting to be there and much more due to the fact that I (still) get overstimulated pretty easily. The cons were something that even at age 5 or 6 I looked forward to as much as my birthday or Christmas.

tl;dr: having lived it, I disagree with you 100%.