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So I'm an idiot. More precisely, an idiot who ran out of her pills last week because she was too busy to call the docs and book her next appointment. Then I was an idiot who was too embarrassed to tell the nice receptionists that I was about to run out and said that I was fine with waiting 4 days for the next batch.
Radio 4 made me cry yesterday. Particularly in my memory are the stories of the woman who was murdered by a sociopath, who them murdered her boyfriend to prove he could. The woman's ghost was with the boyfriend, talking to him and reassuring him about how they'd be together again, sharing their little in jokes throughout his journey from the services where she was abducted, to the box he was being buried alive in.
Yesterdays was about a troll under a bridge and how the 6 year old promised the troll could eat her when she was grown up. 30 years later, the troll appears under her kitchen sink and her brother feeds it their dying mother to get her another 5 years. It had already eaten her brother (and left just a little bit behind so mummy wouldn't notice) as part of the "come back when I'm grown up" deal. The brother was,well, how are you supposed to say this?? I don't want to offend anyone and don't what the acceptable term to use is. I suppose not all there answers it exactly in this case, anyway.
I'm sure there's supposed to be a deep and meaningful subtext to the troll story, as with fairytales generally, but I couldn't get past the horrifying mental images to perceive it.
Radio 4 made me cry yesterday. Particularly in my memory are the stories of the woman who was murdered by a sociopath, who them murdered her boyfriend to prove he could. The woman's ghost was with the boyfriend, talking to him and reassuring him about how they'd be together again, sharing their little in jokes throughout his journey from the services where she was abducted, to the box he was being buried alive in.
Yesterdays was about a troll under a bridge and how the 6 year old promised the troll could eat her when she was grown up. 30 years later, the troll appears under her kitchen sink and her brother feeds it their dying mother to get her another 5 years. It had already eaten her brother (and left just a little bit behind so mummy wouldn't notice) as part of the "come back when I'm grown up" deal. The brother was,well, how are you supposed to say this?? I don't want to offend anyone and don't what the acceptable term to use is. I suppose not all there answers it exactly in this case, anyway.
I'm sure there's supposed to be a deep and meaningful subtext to the troll story, as with fairytales generally, but I couldn't get past the horrifying mental images to perceive it.