Jump forward a few days after that, where I was still feeling bad about George Michael, and then we lose Carrie Fisher. Which I can't even wrap my head around. I am heartbroken. I am devastated. I have cried for this loss. I knew she was quite ll, but she had been doing so much better, I thought she was stable and out of the woods. And then she was just gone. The first woman I ever truly looked up to. Before Audrey Hepburn even, there was Princess Leia. Before She-Ra and Teela and April O'Neil and Ororo Monroe...there was Princess Leia. And then after that, there was Carrie Fisher. The more I learned about her and her struggles in life, and the way she fought back against them and against society's stigma of her mental illness and the societal culture of sexism, and just in general told the world to 'fuck it' when she didn't like what she heard, all the while dealing with her own demons and anxiety (something of which I know a thing or two about) - the more I found her to be the hero that she played in Princess Leia. I am sorry we have lost her. I'm sorry we won't get to see her reaction to the fascist presidency we are about to get. I am sorry we won't get to see her storyline finished in Star Wars. I am sorry we will miss out on so many more words of wisdom from our favorite space-mom.
As if all that wasn't bad enough, but the shock of losing her daughter sent Debbie Reynolds on her way as well. I feel so badly for that poor family and everything they have lost. And, because I am me, I have been worrying about Carrie's dog, Gary. It was his job and life to take the worry and stress away from her. But who will now take the worry and stress away from him? Hopefully her daughter will bring him comfort.
Rest In Peace, George Michael. Rest In Peace, Carrie Fisher. Rest In Peace, Debbie Reynolds.