Remember… (about Caitríona’s directing a S7 scene) She knows the characters inside out, she knows Brianna from Claire’s point of view as well, which is really cool, because the scene that we did was Brianna talking to Jemmy and being very maternal towards Jemmy. It was almost like, passed down to generations. — Sophie Skelton to She Knows
Jesus fucking Christ. Why can't summer be something you only have to get over with once in your life? Seems like more than enough.
I mean, why should the classes be accelerated, why should they be any different than the rest of the year? It's not as if I'm needed at home to help with the fucking harvest. And fucking daylight savings. God. Fuck.
It's far, far too hot. Torns mi brien too soop.
Two summers ago, I stopped with the fucking hazmat suit wardrobe in 90 degree weather. Since then, it's been all thin cotton skirts and sleeveless halters. I'm able to do it now, but it's still so fucking hard. I hate the idea of forcing anyone, even a stranger, to look at this body. It's wrong. I feel offensive just stepping outside my door, like I'm hurting people with my existence.
Is there such a thing as reverse seasonal affective disorder? Winter and fall, cold weather and early sunset comfort me, make me feel safer and less exposed. I hate spring and summer, when the sun rises before I can wake up so I feel like I've failed and I'm behind as soon as I start my day. Hot weather and early sunrise add to my stress. Does this have a name?
Reminder that the 'New Year' really isn't until March in spring. Right now is clean out time and getting ready for deep rest. Don't pressure yourself, live with the seasons, not societies standards.