i was about to fall asleep but then i remembered that ten and eleven met sarah jane once again before elizabeth sladen passed away and now fourteenth met wilf mott once again before bernard cribbins passed away and now i want to cry
Yeah so I just finished watching Doomsday. What am I gonna do without Rose Tyler wtf. I loved her so much???? I'm gonna cry???? What am I gonna do without her??? I can't live my life like this I'm actually gonna cry myself to sleep. Is life even worth living anymore. Rose Tyler you were my favorite companion and you always will be. I miss you so much, my love. (It's literally been five minutes)
CLARA!!!!!!!!!!! oh my god clara clara my clara oswin oswald THIS IS NOT FAIR YOU CANNOT MAKE ME GENUINELY BURST INTO TEARS YOU CANNOT HAVE THAT POWER OVER ME!!! I don't even know what's happening I can't hear anything they're saying oh my god CLARA HIS CLARA HE REMEMBERS HER FUCKKKKK
there are no words to describe how much i cherish this scene and this exchange specifically... donna's "i keep telling you i'm not [special]" and the doctor replying, "oh, but you are" in such a nonchalant way because it wasn't even meant to be a compliment or an opinion— to him it was just the truth!! plain and simple!!!!!! ten always told her she was special and brilliant even when donna barely had the courage to see herself as anything more do you understand!!!!!!
i'm so terribly fond of them like this is barely even scratching the surface of my ten&donna-induced insanity i could write a whole dissertation on how they were brought together exactly at a time when they needed each other the most
love waiting for a phone appointment and the clock ticks past the set time....... 15 min now.... is her day busy and delayed, will she call in a sec or in half an hour instead? is she for some reason not calling at all but I didn’t get notified? has she forgotten? no idea and there's no way for me to call so I just have to wait.....
i am too mentally exhausted to even deal with this shit anymore with my mom and grandma and low key wish i'd go comatose for a few years to be left alone tbh
Is it ridiculous to think maybe this whole hospital thing and related business has mildly traumatised me? Is it ridiculous that I want to write about it in excruciating detail, just get the experience out on paper, on my blog, somewhere? It feels dumb but I want to write fic about it. I think it'd fix me.
being in your 20’s sucks cause it’s like oh boohoo i have bills and pressure to make permanent life plans. guess i’ll get so stressed i want to kill myself about it
went to my first con in 4 years on Friday to meet Kaiji Tang and got a Dazai autograph + video recording of him reading to me. He was the sweetest person (as I knew he would be) and interacting with him was lovely, but also at the same time oh boy it sure was an extremely stressful, ugly wake-up call of what it feels like to live in a world now where everyone around you has blissfully moved on from covid and can enjoy things normally and happily, while you'll forever be trapped in a hellscape of perpetual fear 🫠🫠🫠
(re: my bouts of lack of depth perception) nope its just totally random !!! i DON'T have depth perception problems otherwise, just enough vision impairment that i need to wear glasses. the bouts of no depth perception are odd because it's not like i can Tell when they start, yknow? it's just, there one moment and gone the next. it's totally fine and then i have to question whether i have enough space to park on the street bc it seems like a 5 ft gap from an angle (it was 20 ft actually)
I just did the catboxes, for the third week in a row, without having to force myself, without feeling like my body wants to collapse into parts, and the only reason I didn't do them yesterday was I didn't have cat litter.
Y'all I think what I'm doing is working, I'm getting my fucking body back.