I want to share my stories, and I'll be using this account as a journal of sorts. I'll gush about stories that I love, causes I care for, and life experiences.
Rachel Novella is a young adult who's childhood was taken from her after a tragedy. She grapples with it still, years later, and she embodies the feeling of exhaustion, when fighting just feels like too much. We all feel tired sometimes, but thankfully, like her, we have friends.
-I want to preserve this memory of you, this version of yourself that I loved more than anything. This variation that I fought so hard for, that I bragged about to my friends and family. I'll remember that version of you, immortalized in the letters you wrote me. Forever.
I thought it was hard to cut someone off, but the hardest part is actually dealing with the aftermath. Specifically, hearing about how she's doing after. That's when the rose-tinted glasses are really torn off, when the delusion wears off. It's honestly heartbreaking.-
-But they are. I loved her, this idea of her. I thought she'd be better, that she'd want to grow with me. In our year together, she tried hard, but never enough to stop hurting me. And now, she's gone, and acting like it's easy. For some reason, it hurts. More than anything.-
It's been a while but there's also Chapter 5 of Fargoh up and the Chapter 0 for Jupiter's Star. Old ass announcement but also timely as I keep working on the rest.
@AsarathaHS I watched all of his previous short films before watching Obsession and it was so interesting seeing his creative vision manifest. Taking things from each work and applying the best of them all to Obsession is something that's really inspiring.
On a lighter note today, we have Vendor and Versaille, two delivery drivers who work for a company called Takeout. Yeah, it's pretty on the nose, but so is pretty much everything else where these guys come from. Vendor's pretty bad at his job, but he's got spirit.
@AsarathaHS I remember reading this and really thinking Togashi's art started to hit me around that point. It was always good, but something about it there really stuck with me.
-I want to believe in the girl that loved me. The girl that wanted the best for me. The girl that did everything with me. She'd want me to be happy. I'll be happy for you. For that memory of you I won't forget. That's what I'll carry with me. Thank you for everything.
Letting people go is such a hard thing to do. I know it has a lot to do with self-respect, but it's painful knowing that there was a person in your life you loved so deeply, and now they're gone. They're just not there anymore. All that's left are remnants.-
-I'm tired. I want to be supported the way I supported her. I don't want to be taken for granted. I think we all do. I'm sure she felt that way, too. Some dark part of me hopes she doesn't move on too fast. I hope it stings. At least for a bit.-