I'm a bookkeeper. One trip to Disney at age 5 with my dad, one trip at 13 with my middle school band on a festival trip, and Grad Nite at Disneyland (where I didn't even ride anything since my friends just wanted to dance at all the "clubs"). So it wasn't until my BF (now husband) surprised me with a trip in 2006 that I truly caught the Disney bug. We lived north of Anaheim and could get there within a few hours. We took a few more trips there, then when we got married, we planned our first WDW vacation. (We were also hoping to experience a space shuttle lift off at KSC, but alas, it was postponed.) We've been hooked ever since. AP holders at DLR for a few years, then
Disney Cruise (where we bought into DVC Aulani, thanks to an inheritance. We thought his dad would have wanted us to take time for family vacations, and thought it a wise use of money. We don't regret it.) While I've been to DLR many, many times since 2006, I am now planning our 3rd trip to WDW since Alaska, Hawaii, and California are closed.
My first movie in a theater was 101 Dalmations, so I've always loved Disney movies.
Saw something yesterday that said (paraphrased), "You don't love Disney; you just haven't been happy since age 11." It's kinda true for me, I guess. Struggled with depression since middle school years. My Disney vacations, movies, and music are a bright spot in my cloudy life.