Cloo
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It's everyone loves a victim, innit. I'm not gonna shit on the writers for writing them - God knows it must be helpful to get it all out, and good for them surviving various awfulness, but I can't imagine reading a book full of these recollections again and again.
It is a version of grief porn - people being oh so moved and oh so saddened by the sufferings of someone they've never met, when they wouldn't think of going round to check when they hadn't seen the old lady next door for a few weeks and there's a funny smell coming from there. We wallow in these things to hide from our insufficiency in actually relating to the people around us.
It is a version of grief porn - people being oh so moved and oh so saddened by the sufferings of someone they've never met, when they wouldn't think of going round to check when they hadn't seen the old lady next door for a few weeks and there's a funny smell coming from there. We wallow in these things to hide from our insufficiency in actually relating to the people around us.
but lately I've really struggled to find anything that isn't about a miserable/abusive childhood. I ended up reading My Booky Wook becasue it was either that or some persons misery vomitted onto paper. I'm currently reading about someone who cuts up dead bodies or the same reason 




