This post could also be called, "Here, Internet and Friends! Learn More About My Ridiculousness!"
|The happy pictures are so I|
can still be happy while
(And just FYI, the rest of this post will contain spoilers for The Woman In Black.)
To me, anything that makes a scary movie so is when its plot can somehow be justified or explained, no matter how far-fetched. I'll be creeped out by any kind of demon-like figure (never will I ever watch the Walking Dead because of this. Duh) or "scary" sound, even when I know it's some intern banging on the pipes. Sometimes, it's ok when I can justify a way out the the plot and see how it could never happen, but that's kinda rare. I finally stop being scared when I have a concrete, logical reason for why the movie could never be real. Ever.
Not so with The Woman In Black. Ugh, I can't even say the words without being super freaked out that she's standing behind me. (At this point in writing the post, I had to stop. It was 12:30 AM, Chris was asleep and I was alone with my thoughts...in the dark. They could no longer include scary things. It is now noon and bright outside. I'm good.) That movie was creeeeeeppyyy! The basis started out ok - Daniel had to go to the Big Scary House - though he didn't know it was scary yet - and make sure the will his company had was her last and real will. NBD. He left his son behind with his nanny (his wife had died in childbirth) and off he goes. Once he's there, he meets animosity and resistance from the townspeople, and soon learns that it's because of the woman in black. She's the old homeowner's sister, and she had a baby out of wedlock so her sister adopted him to save face. Well, one day their carriage got stuck in the marshes and the child died, and so the real mother killed herself. She now haunts the village and makes the children kill themselves. I'm not sh*tting you. The movie is about a ghost that makes children - CHILDREN - commit suicide!
What the hell were you thinking, Hollywood?!? Can you make a creepier plotline? I thought it was just a haunted story, not a sadistic one! And the movie doesn't even end on a happy note! Daniel does all he can - he thinks reuniting them will end her terror, but then, she goes off and makes his own son jump in front of a train! The end! (Daniel jumps too, to try and save him, and they both die. Awesome. It DOES show them reuniting with his wife, which is like the only good part of the whole thing.)
Ok, so I knew it was going to be scary, but I hadn't heard that it was THAT scary so I thought I'd be ok. But then, for the next three nights, I couldn't sleep. I can't remember what, but something took it briefly off my mind for a day or two, and then for two-plus weeks, I was afraid of the dark because I thought she was lurking in every corner. I checked the baby's room, even though it's not even set up yet - because I was afraid she'd hide there, waiting for my baby come so she could make her kill herself. (I know I'm a little child but writing that makes me want to cry.) I'd check the living room, then close all the doors - she didn't go through any doors in the movie. HA! I'd show her! And then I'd curl up in bed and browse Pinterest humor boards until I was tired enough to go to sleep. It got scary when I'd have to get up to pee, but I had a good flashlight until I could turn on the lights, so it at least got me through that.
Repeat. Every night.
Here are the rational thoughts I'd already tried on my own as to why it could never work:
- The "She can't go through doors thing" (she could still be elsewhere, ready to spring at any moment)
- Telling myself that Daniel's selfless sacrifice in trying to save his son at the end of the movie broke the curse (no proof)
- Keeping lights on as much as possible (she's still out there)
- Remembering that babies can't kill themselves (she'd find a way)
- "It's fiction and she couldn't exist" (could too!)
- God wouldn't let it happen (God lets a lot of unfair things happen)
I needed to talk through it with Chris, no matter how ridiculous I sounded. This rationalization was getting me nowhere, and it was getting me exhausted.
He knew I'd been scared, so I recapped my fears and coping methods and tried other approaches. We talked through what happened - and suddenly, I had a breakthrough.
I believe we can feel spiritual influences from beyond, good and bad. I'm not sure if I believe that people can see ghosts randomly, or that might have worked - but I think we can at least feel presences. I ALSO believe that God gave us the freedom to choose what we can and cannot do with our lives, and nobody not NOBODY can take that away. Well, *duh* Rosanne! Even if she DID exist, she can't make you or your baby or anyone do JACK SH*T! You get to decide what you do with your life, not some made up ghost out for revenge. That is one thing I'm sure of that God would never take away.
|Yay no more sadness!|
After three weeks! Jeez, Rosanne, really?
This is why I can never ever ever ever ever watch....
You get the point.
(The happy pictures are so that when I read this again, it's easier to think happy thoughts.)
Anyone know how to source these in a less annoying way?)