Image description: meme of twon pictures of a possum, one contemplating and the other screaming, with fire photoshopped around him. It says “I’m tired of working on myself / I will now be unapologetically insane”
It’s easy to feel this way when no one around you ever works on themselves. In the USA, this is a fucking constant, every therapist reminds you that you can’t change other people. Great, wonderful, I’m supposed to just “work on myself” to cope with the constant barrage of abuse from uneducated and hateful morons I’m surrounded with.
Sometimes it feels like it would really be easier to just lose my shit and throw every advantage of a sane life away. A riot is the language of the unheard, but when you’re rioting alone for being unheard, people just mark you as crazy.
I didn’t post it thinking of deep meanings, but, once you said it:
I watched this week a french movie of a woman who decides to go full crazy and become a “vagabond”, living on french roads by feet. It is “Sans toit ni loi”, directed by Agnès Varda and released in 1985. It is not a funny nor cute movie, the woman starts the movie dying and you get a glimpse of her last days. I found it a little boresome, but is a very provoking thought on the realms of philosophy: what do we have to give up in order of being truly free? Is it possible to be really free as a human being, specially a woman’s body? Gave me some food for thought.
Thank you for the film suggestion! I will put it on my to-watch list.
To become ingovernable means calling racoons possums.
Jk, I mixed them up
Enough. I have endured… more than enough. Please forgive me, dearest Nanaya…
BECOME UNACCEPTABLE
Is possum used to refer to racoons? I’ve never seen that before.
No it isn’t. I just realized I mixed up the two words. English is not my first language. 😶🌫️
#coonsaintpossums
