Hello, here is the text of another overwhelming episode of Tales of Insecurity. ToI – Episode 4 – Addiction by Subtraction Also, if for some reason you want to hear my song for the week, here it is. We Will Never Know
What if you thought your depression was virtuous, and decided anything that made you happy was destroying a deeper satisfaction you gain from a sense of moral superiority? What if you did that? What if you never enjoyed anything else because you felt an intrinsic loss of your independence any time you did? That’s the theme of this week’s episode, plus sexy librarians.
This one actually features material I didn’t use and some I haven’t finished, so bonus content, I guess. Sorry I’m all over the place and stuff. I was sick. I’m still sick. I will always be sick. ToI – Episode 3 – Doctors without Boundaries
I worry that my voice adds a lot. It’s a problem I had a lot in writing workshops, that no one could understand what I was saying until they heard me read it, which is why I think podcasting makes sense for me. But you might prefer to read 60 pages of screenplay instead. Why… Continue reading Episode 2 – Some Achieve Gender Transcript
It has come to my attention that many people don’t actually listen to podcasts, but maybe want to experience their content, so I’m going to try to make these available in tandem with my episodes, since I have them anyway. I apologize that I haven’t put much extra effort into these. They are the document… Continue reading Episode 1: A Tingly Numbness Transcript
Why don’t you try solving all your problems? Why even have problems in the first place? It’s all about ableism this week, and LiA has the flu. She recorded a podcast anyway, just to prove what willpower can do. All the doctors say it works, and they went to school a long time.
This week, LiA is joined by special guest Michael Abbott to discuss gender dysphoria. Michael Abbott doesn’t know anything, and has dumb opinions, and why would anyone revive him just to mock him? What a dumb idea.
You’re modern. You are media-savvy and hardened by the drama you’ve come to depend on to compensate for the lack of direction in your own life. You have a few feelings left though. Humiliation maybe? Guilt? You’re still determined to be nice to the people around you, and there must be a feeling in there somewhere. Maybe there’s no sound more terrifying than someone else’s laughter, maybe you want to care, and that’s your problem. Maybe someone cares about you. Wouldn’t that be the worst?