Randomly I was reading my long "No Reasons" WIP recently and really liked the Aya and Aya-chan I wrote in them. It's a lot better than the times I read something old of mine and cringe.
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Intergenerational trauma ahoy, for me, and not in something I would've expected to trigger it: a Vicks Vapo-rub radio commercial. It says that your mom used Vicks on you because she knew it would soothe you, and my internal response is that my mother mostly just wanted to get me well enough to get me back to school. Any time I actually managed to convince her to let me stay home from school, I'd be bedbound upstairs while she'd spend the whole day downstairs, maybe coming up sometimes give me a meal. Then the commercial said that Mom's mother used Vicks on her too because it soothes, and I immediately thought that Mom's mom abused the hell out of her, so no.
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I liked this tiny Singer sewing machine in one of the Bloomingdale's Bridgerton window displays.