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jianantonicZ and I just watched Toy Story 3 on Netflix. That movie fucked me up. Big time. It was hard for me to watch from the start because the perspective of the toys is so sad. I know, I know, it's an animated kids' film, but fuck. I was so stressed and sad for them the whole time. Writing about this makes me feel really silly. But I can't fucking stop crying about this movie. Even though the ending was "happy," there's still a really momentous and sad goodbye at the end and it just devastates me.
I could never take a child to a movie like this -- they'd be having a great time and Mommy would be crying her eyes out and too hysterical to drive home.
I had a very similar reaction to the movie Drop Dead Fred (I know how ridiculous admitting this makes me look) when I was 10.
My meds have really helped reduce my super emotional reactions to lighthearted fictional movies, but Prozac was no match for this one.
I could never take a child to a movie like this -- they'd be having a great time and Mommy would be crying her eyes out and too hysterical to drive home.
I had a very similar reaction to the movie Drop Dead Fred (I know how ridiculous admitting this makes me look) when I was 10.
My meds have really helped reduce my super emotional reactions to lighthearted fictional movies, but Prozac was no match for this one.
