Sometimes I get ‘readers-block’, like I can’t read anything to save my life, I’ll start 10 books and stop each after seven pages because all I’ll want is to already have read that book and not actually read it and I won’t be able to focus at all and it pains me so much.
a note about self care
- it’s the hardest when you need it the most
- when you are feeling really low, unmedicated or without support or in a depressive episode - that’s when it’s actually super necessary for self care. it’s necessary to remind yourself that you are worthwhile. it’s necessary to remind yourself that you deserve love.
- but it’s contradictory - the lower you’re feeling, the harder it is to self care. it TOTALLY sucks and it’s scary and painful.
- but self care, sometimes, means taking small steps. it means trying to internalize one nice thing, rather than a boatload of positive affirmations. it means reminding yourself that there’s no shame in struggling. it means having compassion towards yourself, above all - reminding yourself that you are only human and that you are doing your absolute best. it means reminding yourself that your absolute best sometimes looks like you lying in bed crying, and that there is not a damn thing wrong with that. if you need that to feel okay, or if you literally cannot do anything else, then it is an act of self care.
- we can’t feel happy or compassionate all the time. it’s a fact of life.
- self care is a tool for dealing with pain, not something beat yourself up over. if you can’t do it (and we all have our moments), forgive yourself. there is nothing wrong with trying and failing.
“When I wrote the script, I wept on a daily basis—a lot. It’s so awful what happens to him,” she says. “And that was a real feeling, coming from a real place.”
So you have Seth MacFarlane sexualizing 9 year old Quvenzhané Wallis with the joke:
just to put it into perspective how young quvenzhane wallis is, it will be sixteen years before she’s too old for george clooney
You have The Hollywood Reporter feeling the need to publish the “brutally honest” ramblings of an Oscar voter who stated that they wouldn’t vote for Quvenzhané because they couldn’t pronounce her name.
I also don’t vote for anyone whose name I can’t pronounce. Quvez—-? Quzen—-? Quyzenay? Her parents really put her in a hole by giving her that name — Alphabet Wallis. The truth is, it’s a very sweet but immature performance from a 9-year-old. I’ve directed children. They probably did a thousand takes and put the best ones together.”
And it’s not limited to this one person.
And you have the Onion calling Quvenzhané Wallis a “cunt” because that’s apparently what everyone is thinking.
And I’m sure you can imagine what other lovely tidbits are floating around the interwebs from the white folks who outraged at the fact that she’s going to be playing Annie. Oh wait.
As Quvenzhané becomes more and more prominent in the media, the vitriol and ridiculousness will grow and become more prevalent and more targeted. I can only imagine what things I could find if I actually devoted time to trolling the internet or what words will be written when promotional media starts coming out for Annie.
And we’re supposed to believe that their isn’t an attack on Black women and girls in this country/world.
uh huh. okay.
“My instincts said that you see yourself as a fragile thing. Like a little broken bird sloshing around in a bottle. But if you trust me, if we trust each other… then you’ll be alright. Because basically, I think you’re a pretty tough cookie.”