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I suddenly have a lot of ChiChi feelings.

So, I’m rewatching DBZ - the original anime, started out with dub but I’ve switched to sub (funny enough, I did that when I did my rewatch of the 90s Sailor Moon anime too).

I’m on episode 38 and I’m suddenly feeling a lot of ChiChi feelings (not really that suddenly considering she’s my fave, but whatever.) Because I can’t gif, you’re about to deal with a lot of screenshots.

So, context, Bulma has found Kami’s spaceship and she asks for someone to come with her. Krillin’s going to go and then Gohan asks to go. Predictably, ChiChi flips her shit. No way in hell is her baby leaving her again after he was not only kidnapped for a YEAR but just got nearly killed in a fight with fucking Saiyans. Then Gohan stands up to her, determined to go, and everyone is on his side.

On one hand, I get it. Gohan is not a normal kid, but a Saiyan. Piccolo sacrificed himself for to save him and he needs to be the one to help get him back.

I get it, I do.

But, I mean, maybe it’s just ‘cause I’m a mom, but my heart hurts for ChiChi at the same time.

Like, okay. So, here’s the scene and my accompanying feelings as I go:

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“But as the sun rose I crested the mountain of my self-pity and remembered I was always going to die at the end of this life anyway. What did it really matter if I spent it like this—caring for this boy—as opposed to some other way? I would always be earthbound; he hadn’t robbed me of my ability to fly or to live forever. I appreciated nuns now, not the conscripted kind, but modern women who chose it. If you were wise enough to know that this life would consist mostly of letting go of things you wanted, then why not get good at the letting go, rather than the trying to have?”

—Miranda July, The First Bad Man

“I would always be earthbound; he hadn’t robbed me of my ability to fly or to live forever. I appreciated nuns now, not the conscripted kind, but modern women who chose it. If you were wise enough to know that this life would consist mostly of letting go of things you wanted, then why not get good at the letting go, rather than the trying to have?”

—from The First Bad Man by Miranda July