Who’s having trouble with their balancing act lately?
As if we haven’t lost enough this year, I’ve been missing balance so much lately. I was never much good at balance to begin with—work too hard, push too far, love too deep, eat too much, am too hard on myself. Hard on shoes. Hard on friends. That type—but now I have even less chance of managing it. Work-life balance has been completely obliterated this year, and while I like my job, I’m really struggling with that. Everything fun has been postponed indefinitely, but work? That kept going, somehow. (And miss me with the “you’re lucky you even have a job” stuff—I genuinely feel for my friends who are furloughed or out of work, but that doesn’t mean I have to enjoy twelve hour workdays and crying from stress.)
Since there’s so little to be cheerful about, I look forward even more to the little things—which means I’ll mope for days over something like missing a sale on a pin I really wanted or my Instagram algorithm getting nerfed so my self esteem drops again or stupid clickbait articles about one of my heroes getting mistreated by idiot writers (or something like that, I don’t know, just pulling something out of the air here). Things that used to be small downers are now huge thorns in my paws. When little things are all you have to look forward to, little disappointments become much sharper and deeper.
So, I really SHOULD let people just have their fun with the Mandalorian, even if I don’t watch it—but it sure would be great if the same people constantly bitching about spoilers would make as big of a deal about wearing masks, social distancing, justice for Breonna Taylor, women’s rights, LGBTQIA+ rights, representation and respect of female superheroes in media, YOU KNOW, ANY OF THAT S—
Please hold. We are rebooting the Natasha. Be good people.
(Photo by me, edit by @thegreenscreenmanifesto)