Beatani Ch. has ruined my life, like it has done to so many others.
Less than a month ago, I thought the premise of her channel was the stupidest thing I'd ever heard. Remote Kid was just a meme, and I didn't even know any other characters. But then I watched the first stream. And then the second. And couldn't stop until I was done with all of them. That was three weeks ago. By then, I was hopelessly entangled. I was in love with the channel and the characters. I started daydreaming that I was a member of her channel, or that I had become a vtuber myself. I suddenly had a craving for coke air, so I went out and bought some, and it's all I've been breathing these past few days. And then it got even worse. Two weeks ago, I watched the birthday streams. Now, I'm hopelessly in love with Beatani. All I want from life is to be able to hold Beatani and be able to cheer her up, make her happy again, so I can see her smile again. I fantasize about her becoming human, so I can go out with her, make sweet, sweet, love to her, and marry her and have a happy life with my dear Beatani. Her channel's given me other side effects, too, which keep getting worse. Whenever I see porn or hentai now, all I can think is "no polar bear, not hot." All I can fap to is Beatani Koikatsu scenarios. I see Chihiro's face and get in a bloodcurdling rage like I've never felt before. She made my Beatani cry! I've stopped caring about my car, which for years was everything to me. I've stopped caring about what I eat, except for a craving for korokke. I don't care about any other vtubers, manga, or any video games. My only realistic desire right now is for an accurate Beatani dakimakura that I can cuddle while I sleep. I get jealous when I see anyone talk about her or post her picture, and pissed off when I hear the word menhera.
Come to me, Beatani! I'll love you, let me make you happy! You're not menhera, let me give you my devotion and love and you'll see that you don't need to be so sad!
I'm crying as I type this.
