Choose fandom. Choose a side. Choose a character. Choose a subtext. Choose a fucking big kerfuffle, choose secret messages, clothes, one true pairings, and digital image manipulations. Choose good-faith, high-stress, and location reshoots. Choose self-interested livejournal postings. Choose a fandom niche. Choose your friends. Choose tinhats vs. whitehats. Choose sekrit locked journals on friends-only in a range of fucking sub-fandoms. Choose fence-sitting and wondering why the fuck you're staying in fandom every morning. Choose sitting at that screen watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing power shows, stuffing fucking opinions into your head. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, posting your last in a miserable depression, nothing more than a washed-up old fandom queen to the selfish-fucked up newbies you've influenced to replace yourself.
The rest of it.