i love you female characters who make selfish choices they know will be bad for everyone. i love you female characters who think they’re making the right choice but make things worse. i love you female characters who are making the right choice but noone else understands it.
hey, I went to Mad At You Island and it wasn’t empty. there was a stranger you were a bit curt with on a bad day, an old friend who you got into a falling out with, a labmate who’s experiment you messed up by mistake, someone who’s birthday you forgot, an internet stranger who is hellbent on deciding you’re not morally good enough for not reblogging a post or not following a one day boycott. and it is kind of mortifying to realise that Mad At You Island will never be uninhabited, but it’s just a fact of life. and if you try to reduce the population to zero, you’ll end up whittling yourself down to nothing
this is completely true, and you know what else? i’ve actually visited Mad at You Island a few times, and while it’s never empty, the turnover rate is pretty high. most people only pop in for a minute or two at a time, a couple of hours at most. in most cases, they have better things to do with their days then sit and stew on Mad at You Island. and while there are certainly exceptions, in general, if you are someone who does your best to communicate openly and listen well and be decent to other people, then most of the time, folks you find lingering for ages on Mad At You island probably got lost on their way to Mad At Myself Island. that’s a bummer for them, because it sucks in both those places, but that’s neither your fault nor your problem.
though i once would not have believed this, it’s okay to let people go to Mad At You Island. it is, in fact, one of the great joys of life to reach the day where you see someone set off for that desolate hellscape and, with delighted relief, realize, “my god! i don’t have to follow them.”
