But Johnny depp is a malignant narcissist, a man, and wealthy as all get out. Vilified and not believed, regardless of what any abuse survivor could recognize as a fellow survivor instantly. While the last thing survivors need is more blame, our society supports a narrative that blames the objectively innocent party because the blatantly guilty party has spent their entire lives fabricating a persona and we’re just being human, and human psychology is quite counterintuitive especially in the context of trauma. Never actually understand, even if they try, because all they see is you, on fire, screaming about the arsonist that no one ever sees, and who has been spreading lies about your alleged mental instability, deceptive personality, etc. Anyways, I especially relate to her midnights becoming afternoons, complex PTSD often leads to this phenomenon, whether due to purposeful sleep deprivation by the abuser, or just hyper vigilance associated with the PTSD, along with the fear of facing people, especially your loved ones, who funny how you say the words domestic violence, abuse, abuse survivor and boom the subject changes. The abuser has no anxieties, no emotional pain, or salience/memory for that matter, so the survivor appears to be the crazy one, obsessed with the abuse and that buzzword that seems to ignite arguments about diagnosing people without a degree, etc. I believe this is another amazingly on point and nuanced commentary on the insanity that follows emotionally abusive relationships. Telling not just a story with words, but taking you inside it and making you feel like you are there, with their interpretation. There is a huge difference between a singer who simply belts out a song that is on a page in front of them, and someone who can convey an entire experience with their voice. So, not a song about a poor girl, but a song of hope and how you can rise up no matter how far down you started. She's the one sitting in the drivers seat at the end. She didn't let the naysayers and judgers stop her. She not only stayed alive, she turned her hard beginnings around, became self sufficient, successful and someone with respect for herself. And the powerful spirit of a poor young girl being abandoned to her future with only a red dress and her wits to keep her alive. Takes me to the deep South and the poverty of some who lived thru truly hard times. This song captivates me still, after 50+ years. But it is a completely different song than the other one that sounds slapped together in a few takes without a thought for the meaning. The only reason it was remade was to scoop up a boatload of money from a more modern and accepting audience. Just listening for the 784,654th time.and it's just perfect in every way. Smile smile smile smile smile sm-smile sm-smile Makin' promises of love to those that spread loveĪnd for those that can't take it, stand upīaby we goin' make it and the words of Marvin Gaye Gimme reason to keep believin' that everything ain't is mean andĪnd smile for you when the skies are grayīaby 'cause I'm a teardrop away from cryin'Īnd through all the passion and the pain and the hurt Until the sun comes out and shines again, smile It kinda feels like I'm drownin' in the Lord's pain Mary baby, sometimes the Rule don't mind the rain Watchin' all the heartache and pain of the worldĪnd think nothing of it (thinkin' nothing of it)Īnd I know that you got me baby (got me baby)īut everytime the sun shines bright it gets socloudyīaby didn't we tell you before about chasin?those waterfalls?īaby didn't we tell you before about chasin?those waterfalls We're always livin' so crazy and sexy and cool
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