Just because I'm attracted to angst doesn't mean there's something wrong with me (there is.)
One of my favorite books is Bridge to Terabithia. I've watched Beaches more times than is probably healthy. When writing for my first fandom, I managed to write at least one story where one of each character died.
I like angst.
For a long time, I just thought it was a particular spot that appealed to me, and I rolled with it. I joined fandom while my father was in hospice care, so my slight obsession with death made sense.
The older I get, the more sense my attraction to these types of stories makes. It's not necessarily the angst that attracts me, it's the emotional response it gives me.
(Side note: I also love cracky stories. The more ridiculous,the better for me. So I suppose I like extremes.)
I'm an introvert with social anxiety and depression. I have a hard time expressing feelings unless they are super intense. When I get angry, I'm the Hulk. When I'm frustrated, I cry.
When I look for fiction, I'm immediately attracted to something that is going to give me catharsis.
I don't need these things to be alive, I just need them to actually live.