The X-Files and I entered this world on the same year—1993. So, after years of reading books about cryptids and texting my brother about unexplained phenomena, it feels like I was meant to find the show, fated to watch a believer and a skeptic chase after the unknown.
Many other fans my age have discovered the show in their teens or early twenties and have taken to referring to the FBI agents (and soulmates) Fox Mulder and Dana Scully as “my parents.”
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