So I just read (most of) The Perks of Being a Wallflower..
I kind of skimmed some parts. I mostly hated it, but because it was so good, so relatable. In too ways I could relate to some of the things that Charlie said, and felt. Except I felt a little like I needed to take a lot of showers after I was done. The main thing I liked I guess or related to was the fact that he cried a lot, didn't quite feel like he fit in in his family or elsewhere, he likes good music and good books, and what he really needed was someone/people who truly helped him feel loved, wanted, etc. They didn't expect him to be anything other than himself, they didn't want him to make excuses or explanations, and I like when Sam said to him, "It's okay to feel things. And be who you are about them." I guess what I am saying is, after 22 years I am still sort of looking for that, for those friends who will say that to me and accept me as me, not me under only certain conditions, and not what is only convenient to them.
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