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not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing (so devoted the lines blur)
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You’re not a real gamer unless you’ve wasted countless hours of your life purposefully walking in the wrong direction to make sure you’re not missing any content
I’ll stop doing when they stop putting chests full of mid-tier armor in the opposite direction of the clearly marked endgoal
That feeling of “oh crap I triggered the plot I wasn’t done fucking around yet”
“Dammit, I thought this was the wrong way and now the plot’s progressing.”
"You're not the main character" also applies to thinking that you're so uniquely horrible that everyone you meet is deeply invested in judging and hating you. That's just as much of a cognitive distortion as believing that you're the center of everyone's admiration. I promise you that other people got their own lives to live and their own struggles and flaws to cope with.
[looks for you in everything] [finds you there]
been thinking a lot about anticipatory grief lately. i love you so much that i know losing you will devastate me. i haven't lost you yet but i already miss you. we still have time, but it won't be enough. i think about what i would say at your funeral, and say some of it to you now cause i need you to know how loved you are before you go. you will go where i cannot follow, but you will never really leave me. it won't make it hurt less but it is a part of healing somehow.
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i dont know how else to put this but to approach books (or any media, really) solely for the sake of relatability is genuinely incredibly heartbreaking……to have such little (or such unwilling) imaginative scope that you cannot stretch yourself, even marginally, in a different direction to what you’ve known or are used to knowing when the very POINT of stories is to transport you somewhere else, into someone else, so you can do just that……..when fran lebowiz said a book “is supposed to be a door!” and george saunders said good prose “is like empathy training wheels” they were right!!! they were so so so SO absolutely entirely right!!!!!
i do think a fundamental aspect of being “able to relate” through fiction is actually found in coming into and up against stories that having nothing to do with you and the life you live and have known. reading only what you can relate to doesn’t expand your capacity for relatability or awareness of the world around you, it just stunts it–it narrows you even further into a single perspective which is whatever you’ve decided is the only worthy one. having representation is one thing (and i’m not saying its unimportant) but at some point the stories we surround ourselves with should be allowed to take us out of the insular echo-chamber of our own minds and allow us (or challenge us) to pay attention to something, someone, other than me……..which is just….like literally the bare minimum of ANY human interaction you can ever have.
people can read what they read and books mean different things to different people obviously and i’m not saying otherwise or that fiction needs to be prescriptive (which is an idea i really don’t like), but idk. it is something i’ve been thinking about now and i suppose it’s just odd to me that we have spent so much time complaining (rightly so) about the enforced canon of dead white men at the expense of all other voices and perspectives only then to just go and literally do a variation of the same thing, except that now it’s on a personal level rather than an institutional one.