I, along with my three siblings, am a psychotic Taylor Swift fan. We could not be prouder. Since her first tour, we have been hooked. Our sibling group chat floods with Taylor Swift content hourly, whether it is us breaking down what surprise songs she chose, her recent outfit choices, or her relationship with Travis, it is constantly buzzing. Our parents are still wondering whether they should be concerned or proud of our obsession. We spent our entire summer together watching blurry livestreams of the Eras Tour, anticipating what surprise songs she would choose. We were all fortunate enough to see the Eras Tour live twice, and I am still recovering.