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Subtle sign I am in a funk: I lose interest in absolutely everything. Like I did yesterday.
I'm having trouble mourning for Hughes because I knew very early that he was going to die, and I mostly ignored him as a character. Like, I really just blocked him out, did not consider his essence the way I've done with nearly every other character. If I don't know that I like him, I won't really miss him. That, and I've had a lot of time to separate myself because I was spoiled pretty early. It happened at about the same time I was watching the episodes where Nina dies, right around Thanksgiving. As if two tragedies weren't enough, I went back and rewatched the earlier episodes for comfort and decided that episode three was absolutely GUT-WRENCHING. I spent two or three days wandering around and actually feeling disconnected (another, more obvious sign that I Am Upset), and then I learned which thoughts I could deal with and which ones I still needed to avoid. It's really hard to coax myself into thinking about Hughes NOW, after a few months of staying away from it because it makes me cry.
Really. It's about me. MEMEME. But there's spoilers in there that will ruin your life. Like, this is actually one you may be better off not knowing. (If you haven't been spoiled in here already. I've been terrible about that.)
And here's one of the basic reasons I don't like being called "iyashi-kei," sensitive, or soothing: if I sounded like this, I would be a perfect NINNY.
I'm having trouble mourning for Hughes because I knew very early that he was going to die, and I mostly ignored him as a character. Like, I really just blocked him out, did not consider his essence the way I've done with nearly every other character. If I don't know that I like him, I won't really miss him. That, and I've had a lot of time to separate myself because I was spoiled pretty early. It happened at about the same time I was watching the episodes where Nina dies, right around Thanksgiving. As if two tragedies weren't enough, I went back and rewatched the earlier episodes for comfort and decided that episode three was absolutely GUT-WRENCHING. I spent two or three days wandering around and actually feeling disconnected (another, more obvious sign that I Am Upset), and then I learned which thoughts I could deal with and which ones I still needed to avoid. It's really hard to coax myself into thinking about Hughes NOW, after a few months of staying away from it because it makes me cry.
Really. It's about me. MEMEME. But there's spoilers in there that will ruin your life. Like, this is actually one you may be better off not knowing. (If you haven't been spoiled in here already. I've been terrible about that.)
And here's one of the basic reasons I don't like being called "iyashi-kei," sensitive, or soothing: if I sounded like this, I would be a perfect NINNY.
