I was talking to a friend of mine, and she was like “Hey! I was reading this article on gaslighting the other day and I totally think the universe is gaslighting you.”
Because the universe never lets me go long before it starts messing with me. This is one of those times.
Me right now. Source.
I’ve spent the majority of this week in a near-constant state of anxiety. Oddly not due to politics. But thanks to politics at least I have lots of company.
I’ll be back when I don’t feel like an animal chewing it’s foot out of a trap.
Probably next week.
PS – Here are a few comic strips I like to go to for distraction, if like me, you’re needing a little escapism right now:
Silence Killed the Dinosaurs (this one’s a comic/blog blend)
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Sounds like you should punch the universe in the face (you know, metaphorically).
Also, thank you for the plug 🙂
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No problem!
Also, I don’t know how to punch the universe in the face. Literally or metaphorically. Curling up in a ball and crying is really more of my specialty.
Should I just join kickboxing and take it from there? It’s probably important that I know how to throw a punch, at least.
;-P
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Maybe the kickboxing thing. I just realised I barely know how to throw a punch either, but it’s probably worth knowing.
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It’s useful for a variety of situations.
Fights with the universe, zombie apocalypses, kidnapping attempts, the next person to cut in front of me at Starbucks before I get my caffeine fix…
Wow, perhaps I shouldn’t know how to punch people.
Or would it be like Spiderman, “With great power comes great responsibility”, and I would suddenly be a good person?
But I don’t have a wise old grampa to teach me, so I’m probably fucked.
I just realized that my actual superpower is more like ‘the ability to ramble on forever’.
Shit.
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“if you don’t know whattittizz, it izz prawbubbly happenatingly to you” — I don’t know what GL-ing is (and my huge dictionary (not as huge as my huge pillow which I cry myself to sleep on) didn’t help) — so …
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It’s certainly a complex issue, but in a nutshell:
gas·light
ˈɡaslīt/
verb
gerund or present participle: gaslighting
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weaks (well, axually’, jes’ one, or so) laydur: kind of sorry I delved into this — and you provided the deffinishun: NOW it is really obvious. not only am I being gas-lighted, I izz also gonna be BLOO-lighted! (sumwhut XXXplaynd in my recent-est post)
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What’s blue-lighted? If it was an XXX-post, shouldn’t it have been red-lighted? Like the red-light district?
I should apparently just stay off the blog-o-sphere altogether on Mondays because I’m confusing even myself. Where’s my coffee?
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i’m drinking YOUR cawfea rite now! no, the post (my most recent) is not even 1/2-an-X-raytid. XXXplayn’z the bleu lite, tho’ — and some options thereof.
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Please don’t drink my coffee… I need to withstand the universe’s gaslighting.
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oh – kkkkay, I didn’t drink yore cawfea — havin’ almost enuff of “my own”. plus wooskey, cigarz, and the occasional game of hockey. THAT = beer.
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love the title! I feel like the universe does the same to me
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Thanks! The universe is mean sometimes.
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