I’m really angry with you, I hope you know (but doubt you do). I’m so angry with you, so, so angry. What’s your problem, dude? Seriously though, what is it?
I think I’ve been angry with you for a long time. I think the second I stopped blaming myself for our fall apart, I realized how furious I was with you.
It was probably around April, my birthday, when I realized. You know, the first time you spoke to me in 8 months or so. I wanted so desperately for you to say something! For you to talk to me. And you knew that. You knew how badly I needed you to say something. I had literally spelled it out for you. I had done everything I could think of.
And yet, nothing. That’s just mean. That’s just heartbreaking. You’re so mean to me, really horrible actually. I tore myself open for you, and you left me bleeding. You knew how much I loved you, you knew how miserable I was, you knew I needed you.
And how cold you were to shut me off, to treat me like a stranger, to completely cut me out of your life like I meant nothing to you. Hey, maybe I do mean nothing to you, it’s not like I would know. I don’t know what you think at all.
I’ve woken up a little and as stupidly as I acted that night, you matched all my mistakes. You left me when I needed you (I’m sensing a pattern here), you left me sobbing and black out drunk, and you weren’t there when your friend took advantage of me. And who did you blame? Not yourself, not even him, but me.
You made me miserable. I was torn up for so long over something that I didn’t have control over. I apologized so much for something that I’ve realized isn’t wholly my fault. I hated myself for what someone else did to me. For what two people did to me.
Where’s my apology then? I want you to fucking apologize to me now. For that night, for what you said after, for how you treated me, for how you cut me out of your life. That’s not fair. None of that was fair to me. And I’m so angry at you for all of it.
And the worst part about it all, I think I still love you. I hate you, but I love you. So apologize for that too.
Korra’s story in Book One was one of the most meta things ever. Why? Because she was completely aware of the fact that she had to carry on in Aang’s place. As an audience, we expected her to live up to Aang’s legacy, and as a character, she wanted to live up to Aang’s legacy. It’s magnificently meta, because if we as the audience don’t think she succeeded, then she’s not going to think she succeeded.
And what were the reactions to Book One?
“Korra didn’t learn anything.”
“Everything sort of resolved itself.”
“Korra just solved her problems by punching them.”
And what did Book Two say?
Korra still has no idea how to properly airbend, she ran away with her confidence after saving the day and felt that she had it all down when she’d really just scraped by with luck and Aang’s help, her relationship was this rushed-and-rickety thing cobbled together in the middle of a revolution, her ties to her other friends were strained…everything about her that the fandom picked up on proved to be accurate, and it’s come back to bite her this season.
So when I hear people whining about how she "forgot everything she learned in Book One”…what did she learn? That if you punch wildly the air will fly out and knock the guy away? That if you sit down and break down you’ll have your problems fixed? She was guided back to safety, and now that she’s on her own again, she’s getting into trouble. But it’s not just her arrogance, it’s also her shame. Because she knows just as well as we do that she messed up, and that her spiritual side still needs work. She unlocked it, but she can’t do much with it–so she tried to go with Unalaq to help her out. That didn’t go too well. And now she’s trying to solve all of the problems and forgetting her patience lessons, because ONCE AGAIN she’s striving to live up to Aang’s legacy. Unfortunately, she’s still going about it the wrong way, because last time she succeeded with force, so why shouldn’t force work this time, too?
Gosh, I love Korra and her character conflict. BUT EVERYONE ELSE HATES IT AND IT MAKES ME SO MAD.
I’ve yet to make any audio posts for this new season of Korra before now, but basically here are my personal thoughts on the events of last night’s episode – because we were all thinking it.
I remember sitting through Book One the first time Thinking “Oh my God, they finally clicked,” cause like Makorra really makes my heart ignite And I need my weekly fix (What?)
Then they turn around and take it back Cause they’re teenagers who don’t know how to act And my heart is breaking going through their tag It’s like “I’m so mad,” “I’m so glad,” “I’m crying,” “Whatever”
Ooooh, my OTP broke up last night, but… Ooooh, Tumblr – I’m calling it, I’m calling it
Mako and Korra-orra-orra are getting back together Mako and Korra-orra-orra are getting back together They can talk to Raiko, talk to Iroh, talk to Bo… But Mako and Korra-orra-orra are getting back together
I mean come on, they just have to get back together… RIGHT? RIGHT?!