THINGS I CAN'T LET GO OF
Terry Pratchett once said that "[t]here are times in life when people must know when not to let go. Balloons are designed to teach small children this." Predictably, I have taken this quote to a whole other (needlessly obsessive) level.
- •When I was little and I didn't know how to swim, one of my distant cousins pushed me into the deep end of a swimming pool. I reminded my cousin of this story the last time we met, during the reception for his wedding.I technically learned how to swim from that incident, but still. It was terrifying.
- •Ryan Ross once told me that he liked my glasses.Yes, Ryan Ross from the Pretty Odd era of Panic at the Disco. Here's the only photo I could find of said glasses, which were really wayfarers i replaced with prescription lens. (I would also like to point out that: 1, I was into giant glasses frames before giant glasses frames were a thing, and 2, this was before I discovered the power of brow things.)
- •Being into things before they went mainstream.Before you take out your pitchforks, hear me out. It's less "oh, I was into this thing before it became cool, and therefore I am superior," and more of frustration at how I try to get people really excited about this new thing and people being sort of dismissive about it, and then later on the same people are into the thing. It makes me wonder why my liking the thing before wasn't enough to get them to consider liking it? Am I not cool and zeitgeisty enough to start a trend? (Answer: probably.)
- •Books.It's kind of terrible, because although I love most of the books I own, I know that there are some books that I didn't really enjoy or wouldn't really go back to or would probably be better for another person, but I cling to all of my books like they're my children and I am their overbearing Tiger Mom.
- •Book Borrowing Grudges, i.e., people who have borrowed my books and never gave them back.Some books I've lost to errant borrowers: 1) my first copy of the Narnia books to a grade school classmate, 2) a copy of Lolita, and 3) a copy of The Cheesemonkeys. That last one hurt the most.
- •The fact that my younger siblings are no longer babies. My friends constantly need to remind me when I mention "my baby brother" that said baby brother is sixteen, in college, and is almost a foot taller than me.
- •Being told I'm wrong and then finding out I was right after all.I can handle being wrong, that's my default state 43% of the time. What I can't handle is being told I'm wrong, finding out I was actually right, and then being unable to tell the person who told me I was wrong that I was right because that person is a strict authority figure, does not care, or has moved away.