me: I want to watch a film.
forces self to browse the gritty drama films, reflexively squashing down the sad little wish to watch something soft and uncomplicated with great determination.
Obviously that’s stupid and not allowed, go find something Cerebral And Terrible to struggle through.
Ten minutes into a gross and stressful film: ..........hang on a minute. If I want to watch some harmless children’s tv and eat cake wrapped in a blanket, then why am I not doing that.
There’s no one to stop me, or see me, I’m literally alone in this well locked flat.
#no more doing things you hate out of a residual sense of guilt/self denial/punitive self regulation 2k19.
















