Fictional characters can make you happier than real people. You can use them to cope with stuff. You can enjoy spending time with them, or thinking about them, or talking about them just as much or more than spending time with real people. It’s ok. You aren’t weird or creepy or bad. They mean something to you, and it’s important to hold onto them. You don’t need to feel ashamed or embarrassed because you like fiction better than reality sometimes, most times, or ALL the time. That’s what fiction is there for.