I’m not saying Taylor Swift owes me concert tickets... but Fortnight hit me like a lightning bolt straight from my own therapeutic writing journal.
The imagery. The emotional wreckage. That line—
"I love you, it's ruining my life... I touched you for only a fortnight..." It reflects something I wrote in January 2023: “I feel like I'm driving a Ferrari without brakes... When years of CBT hit, the engine glitches. A painfully hard feeling.”
Coincidence? Maybe. But when you post historic romance scenes set in 1886 (August 2020), and the Fortnight video shows up with gothic aesthetics and heartbreak experiments... it’s tempting to believe in synchronicity.
If Taylor was inspired by reading online diaries like mine (yes, it’s catalogued under therapeutic writing in the delusional disorder forum at PsychForums), I’d be honored to gift her the owner’s manual I’ve been trying to write my whole life.
Also, as a recovering alcoholic, that video? The costumes, the silence, the mourning? Absolutely nailed my aesthetic.
Swifties—what do you think? Are we cosmically entangled? Post Malone fans—did you feel this too?
the journal entry: PsychForums post
therapeutic writing : Delusional Disorder Forum - Page 22


