"That's why it's hard to make friends when you're older," she said. "Friendship is rude."
Her friend's eyes widened. "What?"
"Think about it! When we're kids we decide who we like and stick by them no matter what. As adults, we're taught to be polite.
But, friendship is an imposition- at least, I want it to be. Call me after nine o'clock. Don't think you'll ever wear out your welcome. Overshare, show up at my door, go to the grocery store with me so we can waste another hour chatting.
We'll never be friends if we spend all of our energy trying not to bother each other."
Nobody talks about how exhausting it is to live in that space between "things will get better" and "i can't handle this anymore." it's a quiet, relentless tug-of-war where your emotions keep swinging without ever settling. one moment you're holding onto hope, convincing yourself to stay strong just a little longer, and the next you're completely drained, wondering how much more you can carry. it's waking up with belief and going to bed feeling defeated, existing in between healing and hurting, trying to survive the same day that both breaks you and keeps you going, and the most terrifying part is realizing you don't know which side of yourself will win tomorrow.
Maturing is realizing they never burned witches. They burned midwives, healers, herbalists, and knowledgeable women.
Women who understood medicine, nature, and their own autonomy. Women whose knowledge threatened patriarchal control. The "witch hunts" were never about magic, they were about silencing women who couldn't be controlled.
This might be one of the smartest marketing decisions I've seen for a movie. Using Homer's original poetic rhythm in a modern rap is such an unexpected touch. Did anyone else catch this before today?