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petition for Alex and Matt to always sit next to each other. they’re killing me (positive).
i think i need to scream for 2-3 business days
Hi I’m still thinking about The Pitt finale
One last post about Neil Gaiman.
The thing that shook me perhaps the most about that article detailing all the abuse was how much sense it made. I mean that reading it felt like seeing a puzzle picture - things suddenly slotted into place.
The gaps in the narrative - suddenly they were filled. I'm not talking about the stories as such, but the online life: what happened in Aotearoa New Zealand, during the pandemic. The sparse publicity around The Ocean at the End of the Lane, the book about childhood memories, the sense that there were things about it that weren't told.
That's why it feels to some extent like I should have known, should have guessed - because all those other bits of the puzzle picture were there. I should have known that the wild haring from Auckland to Skye in the middle of a lockdown concealed something horrible. It was all there - all it needed was that one piece of additional information...
Of course it doesn't work like that. But the feeling is hard to shake.
And I'm so angry. Still seething. At the abusers who hurt others, at the silence that protects them.
I hope the victims get justice and that he and his accomplices never work again.
I have such an ITCH to draw, to write, i have ideas, but my head just... won't let me.
I have no energy, I just... sit at home and rot. Is it the heat? Possibly. The state of the world, maybe. Seasonal depression forgetting what seasonal means and becoming just regular depression. Surely doesn't help lol.
a Mood just sank into my bones like a descending bubble not yet popped and now I don't want to do much of anything
I'm feeling so freaking weird rn from some irl events 😔