I feel a connection to dolls. To me, it's about wanting to be beautiful and pure, but comes from a place of being treated like a thing that exists for others' gazes, that has no feelings. The violation of being Looked At, undressed by someone else's eyes.
The UI is so distinct and beautiful. The quiet ones always have a vivid inner world, and Deirdre's internal thoughts were so lovely to read.
I relate to Deirdre's disconnection to other people. She reads as autistic to me. The emotions on her face are muted, but she's able to truly express herself through text and as a doll.
Her dollself brings in so much color, compared to her "real-world" self, who is nearly always grayed out, barely there, just existing. A body she feels disconnected from.
"It's like the light that you normally exude doesn't come out of your skin and mouth the way it does when you write."
People keep looking for meaning in my tone, when what I want is for them to listen to my actual words.
The repeated misunderstandings between her and her girlfriend create more and more distance between them until Kenzie is just another faceless person.
This thing that holds so much meaning to her is nothing at all to Kenzie. That kind of thing can be so damaging to a relationship - just not being understood. Not really being seen.
Deirdre's intense shame is so heartbreaking to read. I feel like the writing captures the feeling of loneliness and dissociation really well.
