Long time no post…it has been a hellish few weeks of mostly work related drama and I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck that then backed over me again on its way out.
I really try to keep the tone positive here. Armitageworld has brought so much light into my chaos. That lightness is what I usually feel when I’m blogging, but I’ve run into kind of a rough patch lately and it seems to be bleeding into everything. I want to post, and I don’t want to pretend, so here I am.
The politics of adulthood are just piling up lately. Most of the time, I can manage the accumulation, but sometimes the reality of a looming career change, growing children, aging parents, an intermittently unemployed spouse, a suckish economy, constant BS at church – yes, at church… et cetera, et cetera, ad infinitum, gets to be more than I can stand.
To add insult to injury, some people feel the need to question the fact that I (and others like me) find some relief from the stresses of daily life in fandom activities. It’s bad enough when people outside the fandom do it, but lately, it’s been a creeping thing within the fandom too – not directed specifically at me, but present nonetheless. I am really starting to detest any sentence that begins with “You should…” It’s usually something to the tune of, “You should find something more worthwhile to do with your time,” or “You should act your age,” or whatever other form of “you’re doing it wrong” sentiment comes to mind.
So I wonder, if looking at pictures like this
or watching Richard Armitage’s performances and interviews or listening to him read Venetia helps me to go from this:
without the aid of drugs or alcohol or any other mood enhancers, how can it be bad, or wrong, or irresponsible or immature or WHATEVER?! Why is it of any concern to anyone but me anyway? Isn’t a certain level of escapism one of the main points of entertainment in the first place?
Thanks for stopping by my pity party…sorry there’s no cake!