BUFFY
I feel like I'm worse than anyone. Honestly, I'm beneath them. My friends, my boyfriends. I feel like I'm not worthy of their love. 'Cause even though they love me, it doesn't mean anything 'cause their opinions don't matter. They don't know. They haven't been through what I've been through. They're not the slayer. I am. Sometimes I feel—(sighs) this is awful—I feel like I'm better than them. Superior.HOLDEN
Until you can't win. And I thought I was diabolical—or, at least I plan to be. You do have a superiority complex. And you've got an inferiority complex about it. (laughs) Kudos.BUFFY
It doesn't make any sense.HOLDEN
(sits forward) Oh, it makes every kind of sense. And it all adds up to you feeling alone. But, Buffy, everybody feels alone. Everybody is, until you die.
From Buffy Episode Transcript #129: "Conversations With Dead People", written by Jane Espenson and Drew Goddard.
Until you can't win. And I thought I was diabolical—or, at least I plan to be. You do have a superiority complex. And you've got an inferiority complex about it. (laughs) Kudos.
This is exactly how I've felt the past week.
Unsettling.
The other day I was holding the Wild Woman, and realizing that I haven't the faintest clue of what's going on in her amazing little head, nor, in many ways, the slightest ability to make her life a good one, beyond feeding and sheltering her for a few more years. For the rest, she, like we all are, is on her own.
It's true on some levels, but on others, well . . . All I now is that it's going to hurt like a sonofabitch when I lose *my* mom, no mater how prepared I am, or how little I have relied on her to make mine a good life, or how little she may know what's really going on in *my* head.
Alone, and not.
Just saw this one a few days ago. Coincidence... I think not.