Status Updates From Fetal Position

What in the sci-fi trad wife cult is happening here

“I eyed my mother suspiciously. She only called me 143 when she was trying to calm me down. She thought it was a cute nickname, a balm to help regulate my emotions, but I always saw that moniker as a reminder of her playing God again— and I was just another petri dish of hers, another experiment to test out a hypothesis.”

This is so gross

People are out here delivering bouquets of roses with thorns?

“...I screamed with all my might, not because it was a bot my mother was tinkering with, but because the voice coming from the bot was my mother’s voice. It had the exact same inflection, the same tone that always had a hint of admonishment in it. The bot cocked its head to the side, recalibrating itself, confused by my extreme reaction.”

So creepy

“...But I could see her discomfort as she registered the polarizing color of my eyes. A sadistic part of me wanted her to understand the significance of sitting across the table from someone who had eyes that were a bioluminescent yellow. Women were often unnerved by what they symbolized; they understood it meant my mother willingly chose pregnancy during the height of the seventh-wave feminism movement.”

What

Gen Z is going to eat this book up and millennials are gonna rip it apart lol

Barely into this and already digging it. Kind of a mix between Yesteryear and a sci fi / dystopian

just finished reading the part where lena’s mom describes all four seasons with all five senses and the best places to experience them and absolutely no notes. northeast for autumn yes. london for christmas yes. pacific northwest for summer YES. and anywhere for spring because being upset on the first day of spring is absurd? YES

locked in omg 🔒