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April 7, 2007

Student Loses Girlfriend to Horrors of Anime Addiction

(Ann Arbor, MI) Tyler Westphall said that he and ex-girlfriend Marissa Dziad were high-school sweethearts who went away to the University of Michigan together in 2005.

"Everything seemed so simple, so perfect, back then," he recalled.

That, said Westphall, was before Dziad fell in with a "rough crowd": anime fanatics.

"Before she got hooked on that nasty anime, Marissa was a beautiful, loving person," he said, eyes misting over at the memory. "Then all she wanted to do was hang out and watch anime – and I could never get enough of those animated Japanese characters. Sometimes she would be up for days, constantly glued to Cowboy Bebop."

Westphall said that anime "totally imprisoned" Dziad, turning her into a walking zombie on the mean streets of what he derisively calls "Anime Arbor.".

"She always tried to act normal, but even the simplest things are impossible when you are addicted to anime," he said, looking off into the distance. "Her apartment looked like someone had taken everything she owned, shook it up and dropped it on the floor. You could barely walk through the piles of garbage, the dirty dishes, and the unwashed Dragon Ball Z t-shirts. It was like she was undead, or like someone had stolen her soul."

Left: Mythical anime lifestyle a far cry from the evils of anime addiction

Westphall said that it "hurts like hell" to see his beloved Marissa become another anime statistic.

"Everything she does, she does to get more anime, to keep watching that Japanimation," he said, flicking away a cigarette butt. "She stopped talking to her family because she didn't want them to know she was still watching anime. She only calls her mom to borrow money for anime. She can't pay her car payment, car insurance, rent, or any other bills because she spends all her money on anime. It's a sick, sick subculture, but I'm afraid we've lost her forever."

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They're just stupid cartoons, get over it.
 
I lost a good friend to anime. There was no place he could go for help.
 
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