I have a few conditions that affect my spoon usage, like autism/ADHD and mild chronic fatigue. But I’m also pregnant, which means every day I put N+1 spoons into the “avoid nausea” drawer, and there’s a steadily increasing multiplier on any activity that means I have to walk places. Lately being vertical too long costs a bit o spoon.
All this to say that yesterday my husband sent me this comic and I immediately replied “that’s me”.
(A good percentage of his messages to me consist of Foxes in Love comics, and they are ALWAYS incredibly accurate)
We’re not talking about hair colour though, this is obviously reducing a pic of some friends to “haha big booba small booba”. That’s kind of textbook objectification.