six months - quiet reflection- dr who - jekyll

[erastes]

I don't know where the six months has gone  - truly. I have run through every conceivable cliche gamut known to psychiatrist. Guilt, anger, hate, grief, but never acceptance, I'm not there yet.  How did it get to be six months?  It doesn't seem possible - but perhaps it's I may have spent 3 months in shock?  Although they say that it gets easier in time, I'm not finding that - each day that goes past means that I've never been seperated from her for as long, never been as long without hearing her voice.  I feel guilty, because - hey - SIX months? How???

Dr Who - fucking brilliant, not as good as last week (how could it be?) but utterly brilliant because RTD knows his audience, he UNDERSTANDS slashers and fandom and he panders to it unashamedly.  I didn't think I was going to like Sims (Life on Mars) as The Master because I adored Rpger Delgardo with a passion unconfined and if The Master didn't have a Medici Beard and a widow's peak I didn't think I'd be interested

However, of course - Russell T Davies did it to me AGAIN and knew exactly how to do it to me. The relationship between the Doctor and the Master is wonderful, very symbiotic and neither can die.... However it's all a bit scary! How on EARTH are they going to claw it back from here? Is Tennant Leaving???? ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JEKYLL - another one that I utterly didn't think I was going to like - I'm not mad on Nesbitt - never saw cold feet and he always seems to play the same character by JEKYLL is just fucking wonderful - and coincidentally - WHY is it wonderful? It's because it's written by Stephen Moffat from the Dr Who franchise who wrote some of the best stuff in the series "Girl in the Fireplace" and "Empty Child" and more recently "BLINK" 

If you haven't seen Jekyll - DON'T miss it, it will surprise you, amaze you and I can't wait for the final part next week.

Today I've been reading The Boy I Love by Marion Husband and OMG I absolutely loved it (with some tiny reservations)  I'm far too pissed (see point one) to be able to comment on it right now, but will do a fuller review tommorw - but it's a Rec.

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[elisa-rolle.livejournal.com]

for me is more than thirteen years and still, when happens something important in my life, the first person I want to say it is him. Then I remember. And sometimes I cry. So no, it not gets easier in time, but you learn that you are still live and go on.

[erastes.livejournal.com]

That's what hits me hardest, I was always picking up the phone to share everything with her FIRST and I wish she could have been here to go through the post-publication fun with me. I'm just so grateful she actually got to hold a copy of Standish in her hands.

[elisa-rolle.livejournal.com]

I don't know if I just told you this story, but it's one of my dearest memories: my father died some months before I finished my high school. He was very proud of me, he wanted for me to go to college, he has had the chance only to go to elementary school and went to work when he was 9 years old. For all my years through the university I always thought to him and my pain was very hard cause his loss was so recent. I managed to finish my study in time and with good result. In Italy you have to write a degree thesis and you have to discuss it in front of a commission. You can't decide when you discuss it but your name is sorted from a list and there is a month of time. My discussion was planned in the same day and hour, five years later since the death of my father. I really believe that my father was there with me that day, to see me.

[erastes.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he was, and is very proud of you, too.

[julesjones]

Time doesn't heal. But it does let you learn to live with it, so that there comes a day when it is not the first thing you think of when you wake up, and then a day when you do not think about it all day. It still hurts, sometimes terribly, but it's not a constant nagging pain.

And yes, you probably spent the first three months in shock. This is something they actually warn about in "coping with your loss" leaflets -- for the first six to twelve weeks, you are cushioned by your body's physical response to overwhelming grief, as it generates a flood of natural opiates. Then that tails off, and just as you start to think you're getting over it you can feel worse than ever.

Six months is only part way through the process of grieving, of accepting that she's gone. There's more of it to come. But it *will* get easier to bear with time.

[erastes.livejournal.com]

I guess I should have got a leaflet! I wondered why it seemed to be getting mildly worse.

Thanks hun, much appreciated

xxx

[girluknow.livejournal.com]

Bless your heart :hugs:

[erastes.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

[rosie-red73.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Six months is really no time at all in terms of grief you know. *hugs*

DAVID TENNANT IS NOT LEAVING, DON'T DO THAT TO ME! I thought Sims was utterly fabulous. I'm totally shipping Master/Doctor now. I loved how they played off each other, and that part where they were talking on the phone was so poignant. It made me realise that that's the first time we've ever heard the Doctor speak to someone as an equal - openly, without the front, the jokes or the dumbing down he puts on for lesser mortals, just like a person. *sniff*

I haven't seen Jeckyll yet but I've got it taped. I didn't realise it was written by Moffat! (And speaking of which, wasn't Blink UNBELIEVABLY scary? I CRAPPED myself!)

[erastes.livejournal.com]

Thanks darlin'

You'll LOVE Jekyll - he's utterly terrifying - but in a good way!