I can't be happy without her in my life. Living without her is a black hole that's destroying me.
>she is empty, and she means the world to me, the world is empty. If the world is empty, and I am in the world, I am empty.
No, man; existentially, it's exactly the other way around: it is you who are animically empty and thus empty your waifu and your world by inheritance. It is up to you to reinforce the existence of things with your own will, by using them as tools for the tasks you set up for you to live accordingly with.
>Neither do people: people never acknowledge or love you either, but only the set of information that they costruct in their heads as 'you' which, I assure you, does not match you.
But they will still talk to me, and I will still be able to hear them, and I will still be able to respond to them. I can't do any of those things with my waifu at all. I can only talk to her. That's it. She can't hear, acknowledge, respond...it all feels so empty.
>Precisely. That's why your waifu isn't and shouldn't be here, nor alive...
It's why I shouldn't be here, or alive, either. This miserable world is made even worse without the love of my life alive in it.
>It really should be obvious at this point: waifus are so wonderfully suited for love not despite being fully fictional but precisely because of it. It is the so-called reality that is the fallacious and nonsensical domain, not the other way around. If your waifu was to 'exist' as you want it, she would no longer be the one thing you love (a character in your head) but the higly troublesome and truly unreachable being that is an actual person with a body and mind of its own.
That makes no sense. I fell in love with Chihiro because of WHO she is, not because of WHAT she is. I love her as a person, for who she is, not because she's fictional. She is my ideal woman, but I don't love her because she's my ideal woman, I love her because she's so lovable.
>Waifus are, by definition, not real. 'Real waifu' is an oxymoron that could only turn valid in the same way as "Virtual reality" did: when we realize that reality was always a construct, thus embracing the full fiction of a frontal virtuality as the only honest way to (love and to) be.
I can't compute this in my mind, because I love her so much and long for her so, it makes it painful. Embracing her as fiction seems odd to me when I love her for who she is rather than what she is. Thinking of her makes me happy, but thinking of how she's not here makes me miserable.
>TL;DR A waifu cannot be person and a person cannot be waifu. Whatever it is that you really want to pursue you really gotta make up your mind, for they will not overlap (not without fooling yourselves, at least).
My problem is I want to have my cake and eat it too. I love her. That cake will always only be on display, though, no matter what I do, and it hurts my fragile soul.