The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.
I love how healthcare is a real fucking Russian roulette when you're a woman but if you express any sort of anxiety about an exam or procedure, people want to act like you're crazy hysterical overreacting childish stupid and weird
i gain immense amounts of sympathy toward Grisha when i remember he was 19 when he had Zeke. frontal lobe not even fully cooked. it's like season 4 Eren having a baby
As a child I questioned everything that didn't make sense to me. That's why patriarchy and religion just never had a strong hold. You're supposed to be the one cooking, why. You will get sent to hell, why. In your husband's house, why.