So as the name of this blog is actually Fan Girl Confessions, I suppose I should confess to some things from time to time, right? So here it is, my confession:
After I met Billie Piper yesterday at Gallifrey One, I cried.
So there, you have it. My absolute ultimate fangirl moment. Fortunately, I was away from Ms. Piper when this incident happened. I had my photo taken with her and she was so wonderfully sweet and exactly as I imagined, although she was suffering from the flu and very nearly did not make the convention. And I remembered how basically horrible my life was when I started watching her with Christopher Eccleston on this little show called Doctor Who and it hit me. I met Billie Piper. And she liked my costume (The Moment as seen here) and she commented about how she especially loved the boots (she thought they were the same as what she wore on the episode, but I told her mine came from eBay). When it hit me, I remembered that I found escape in her adventures with the Doctor during a very dark time in my life, and meeting her sort of felt as if I’d come full circle.
So I cried. I didn’t bawl. I quietly went to the bathroom and went into a stall and weeped for just a second, very quietly. No one saw me, but I admitted to it later. Because you know what? That’s how we all should feel when we meet our heroes. Or at least those people who in some way made a difference in our lives.
Me watching Doctor Who led me onto the path I am now on. Everything that has happened to me since then has been become of the series. It changed my life… for the better. And part of that has to do with one young girl named Rose.
So on behalf of all of us who adore her, I would like to thank the woman who brought her to life, Billie Piper, for being so wonderful, so gracious and such a trooper as to ignore her own illness to be with her fans. So thank you, Billie, from the bottom of our hearts.