After the fateful conversation in my bathroom, though, I learned what it was like to love someone without forgiving her. The two halves of my relationship with my mother did not match. Most days we’d go about our lives, her betrayal far from my mind. She’d groan when I turned up the radio to a song she particularly disliked, and I’d grin back at her and then sing, in the off-key, toneless voice I’d inherited from her. Other times, she’d say something entirely innocuous and I’d be filled with a murderous rage. How could someone who claimed to love me so much have done something so horrible, I wondered.
When observing how fortunate I've been, and how happy I now am, it's hard for me to ignore the billions of people who do not enjoy the same privileges and opportunities that I do, and suffer enormously as a result. And I have to wonder if I were to have ended up destitute and without the opportunities that I currently have to better myself, would anyone else care and try to help me out of my misery?
I hope so. And to that end, I renew my yearly pledge to donate 20% of my income towards addressing global poverty. As I sit here on a train to Providence to spend a carefree weekend with loved ones, I hope that giving up a few of my luxuries will help give some people at least some of the same opportunities that I've had all my life.
Excuse the serious post. Now back to your regularly scheduled programming of pictures of cute animals. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
And so I found myself at a table in a diner with Felicia Day and her improv troupe. And we talked and joked around and I told funny college stories and I started to remember, like an old, unused muscle memory, there was a time people had told me I was “charming” before I was a depressive sack of shit.
She took a chance on me. A chance that, as one of her fans, I knew all too well might not have panned out. I’m a creepy guy from the Internet, I know creepy guys from the Internet, I’ve seen creepy guys at their worst. I’ve seen myself at my worst.
She took a chance that I wouldn’t say something nasty or invasive or thoughtless or mean. She took a chance that I wouldn’t take a gesture of kindness as an invitation to cross boundaries, to stalk, to obsess, which I took pains not to do, and which is why I still feel awkward tweeting @feliciaday even though I’m now a “Twitter personality” myself.
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