Ten Reasons Why I Love Reading

Happy Tuesday! I’m back with another Top Ten Tuesday!

Today’s topic by That Artsy Reader Girl is reasons why we love to read. This prompt came at perfect timing! What better time to talk about why I love reading than when I haven’t read a single page in moths?

“Why do you love reading?” is always such a tough question to answer. I just do, I like reading. Simple as that. I never thought too deeply about it, so this post is a nice chance for me to explore exactly what makes me enjoy reading so much.

1. Life sucks, but life in books sucks less.

The classic, the number one reason everyone gives when asked about reading, the escapism. We all read to escape reality. When times get hard books are there to offer a portal to another world, to another timeline, to another life. I can read for a couple of hours and get completely immersed in another world and forget about real life. Life in 21st century Greece might suck sometimes, but life in the Jane Austen Book Universe doesn’t.

2. F is for fire that burns down the whole town U is for uranium bombs N is for no survivors when you-

(yes, by “fun” I mean crying at 3am)

Ok, I lied. My number one reason to read is because it’s fun, it’s enjoyable. Simple as that. There’s nothing better than experiencing the entire range of human emotions in the span of 300 pages or so. There’s no better form of entertainment out there!

3. Reading is like watching movies, but better.

I love movies, but sometimes the casting or the direction is way off. That never happens with books. I get to pick my own cast, direct the film in my head exactly as I want it to be and choose my own soundtrack. I’ll be sitting in bed seemingly reading, but in reality I’ll be watching a 4K Ultra HD blockbuster in my head.

4. Books are friends.

One of the main reasons I turned to books as a child was that I didn’t have many friends. I struggled really hard with socialising (I still do), but with a book in my hand I was never lonely. It might sound pathetic, but there were times in my life when my only friends were fictional.

5. Sir, these are my emotional support books.

On a related note, I always feel safe when I have a book with me. When anxiety hits, when life gets hard, books are always there. Just holding a book calms me down and reading only intensifies this sense of security. Books are safe, books are home.

6. I’d like to be adventurous, but I’m poor and mentally unstable.

I have neither the confidence nor the money to pursue an adventurous lifestyle, so I choose to go on exciting adventures in the written world. Every book, no matter the genre, is a new adventure, a new journey to embark on without having to leave the comfort of home.

7. Reading is relaxing.

Nothing better than zoning out for a few hours in the most comfortable-yet-uncomfortable sitting positions imaginable and chilling with a good book. The only activity more relaxing than reading is reading in nature with the chilly mountain breeze on your face or the sound of crushing waves in your ears.

8. Reading is exercise for the brain, aka the fun kind of exercising!

Mens sana in corpore sano, as the ancient proverb goes. We need to have a healthy mind inside a healthy body in order to live a balanced life and reading is for the brain what the gym is for our corporal form. And, while going to the gym is torture, brain work-out is challenging and enjoyable.

9. I’m a gossipy grandma sitting on a plastic chair in a balcony in the Balkans.

I don’t like getting involved in drama, but I love watching it unfold from afar. Greek people are nosy like that, it’s in our genes or something. And reading feels like I’m getting a glimpse into other people’s lives without the ethical restrictions of gossiping in real life. Plus, book drama is so much better and more interesting than real life drama.

10. I just love stories!

At the end of the day it all boils down to this: my love for stories. It’s why I read, why I watch movies, why I like to listen to my grandparents’ narrations. There’s a certain magic in storytelling, a sense of comfort and of being part of something greater. Stories bring people together, they keep us company, they radiate warmth. We are all made of stories and I think that’s beautiful!

Why do you love reading? Spill your truths!


  1. Why are all of these way too relatable? 🤣 I felt so called out by your GIF choices especially – like, obviously a guaranteed way to make me read a book is to tell me it might make me cry! Why would you even question that?
    And I’m glad you’re apparently normal and also picture things vividly in your head 😊 After having countless people tell me that that isn’t how they do things, it’s good to know there are other 4K Ultra HD blockbuster readers out there 😅
    Also, I approve of this sneaking Latin quotes into your posts business – it’s nice to see I haven’t forgotten everything yet 😂

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    • I’m glad you could relate, Naemi!
      It’s wild to me that there are people out there who don’t picture the things they read vividly in their heads. As for the Latin quote, we actually use the ancient Greek translation of it (νοῦς ὑγιής ἐν σώματι ὑγιεῖ) a lot in our everyday speech, so I couldn’t help not including it. You can never forget Latin- I don’t know which texts you study in Germany, but “Ovidius poeta in terra Pontica exulat” has been living in the back of my mind for 8 years 😂

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      • Haha, for me it’s “Gallia est omnis divisa in partes tres…” For some reason, German Latin teachers revere Caesar, so we spent a whole year translating him 😅 But at least that meant I got to find out about elk not having knees, which means you can hunt them by cutting down trees because then the elk won’t have anything to lean against when they need to sleep… (Honestly, whoever told Caesar this and got him to believe it was a genius!! This was hands down one of the best texts we ever read in Latin class 🤣) Other than that, we mostly read a bunch of Cicero, Ovid’s Metamorphoses (Which I loved!), and a few random other texts in between 😂

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  2. This was so wholesome! I’m reading this right before the England-Denmark game and it was the perfect way to calm my nerves (at least for 5 minutes).

    I definitely relate to a lot but I laughed at the reading-is-so-relaxing meme. If you don’t yell at your book at least once, is it really any good then? 😂 The same goes for crying at 3 AM really. Great post!

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    • Thank you!
      I’m glad you could relate and my post helped calm your nerves, but I’m sure the game ruined this calmness. DENMARK WAS ROBBED and I’m still mad about it. (Kasper Schmeichel was also robbed of that man of the match award they gave to Kane, but anyway…)
      Nothing says relaxation like screaming and crying over a book in the middle of the night! 😅

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      • I was definitely not calm during that game. Shaking for 3 hours more like, and that was such a horrible way to go out. I will never understand how that was penalty. After everything those players have overcome, they just have to realize that they’re powerless against diving Englishmen and an “English” referee. And I didn’t even realize that they gave man of the match to Kane! What for? All the times he fell over or the missed penalty? Sorry for the ranting but I’m going to be mad about this for a very long time 😞

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