My unhinged confection about the riddler

I need to express how down bad I am for the Riddler

Every since I saw The Batman (2022), I have not been the same since. I still remember the first time seeing it in the cinema. I thought the movie was overly edgy so I would crack jokes to my friend, then the coffee shop scene came up. 

Seeing the back of his head felt like time had stopped for a moment. Him raising his hands to then turn around. Seeing his face, I knew in that moment something would change in me. As soon as he spoke he was pinned down to the counter; there was joy in those eyes and if it were me in that cops place, there would be something much greater. And that giggle he let out cemented the course my life would be taking.

With the interrogation scene, it felt like a metaphorical projection of my self in that moment. His obsession with Batman and his desire to be recognized for his talents was all too familiar though there is a disconnect. Seeing his frustration dissolve into insanity was so rich. Seeing such a brilliant mind be broken, his madness gave me a sadistic pleasure like no other. And how he spoke to the Batman in such high regard showed me his potential of being a loyal lap dog.

From the rest of the movie with out him in it, till now have not felt the same. My thoughts tainted, psyche hollowed and my mind aching for more Riddler. Edward Nigma, if he where real, I would be driven to insanity myself. I recognize red flags, so him being fictional is both as blessing for me as it is for him. For I would be not so merciful. 

I am aware my feeling are stronger then they have any right to be. I am speaking my truth as every day that goes by, I uren for his flesh even more. I know I am unwell, mental illness is not something to be taken lightly and I believe my infatuation is a syntom of that.