Winx Club will end one day.
After that, the fandom will disperse, and we’ll slowly forget this show ever existed. We’ll be too busy with real lives to think about it anymore. The blogs and forums we’ve created, the comments we’ve made, the opinions we stood so firmly behind — they’ll all become part of the Internet’s junkyard of old news and wasted time.
If we ever decide to sift through it again, we’ll look back at our teenage or twenty-something-year-old selves and wonder, “What was wrong with us? Why did this matter so much?” Maybe we’ll have moved on to meaningful careers. Or maybe we’ll have new shows and stories we’re obsessed with. But regardless, all of this will seem insignificant.
Right now while we’re in the thick of it, it means everything. But in the future, we’ll wake up and realize it meant nothing.