Seriously, something happened to me over the last 2 years
I don’t remember sobbing and tearing up while watching A.I. app. 4 years ago..
But now? pfft. A new pack of tissues is needed.
(Btw - “Come away o human child..” brought me back to an episode of Torchwood, which, if I remember correctly, was pretty sad by itself)
Is it really such a tearjerker? Have I simply matured enough to understand the themes in it more deeply?
Why is it so wrong for me to refuse having my picture taken?
And for an unnecessary (imo) reason, at that.
Wow, this family just keeps breaking new records in being intolerant of my decisions and actions.
I’m frigging 18 already! It’s my choice, and I chose to say NO. Again, and again, and again.
(It’s kind of ironic, as these people have played a big part in my low self-esteem. You reap what you sow. Actually, I reap what you’ve sowed so successfully.)