Sometimes I wonder how to heart I take the elements of the mane six. I love the show. I love the fillies. But I hate everyone around me who is not a brony. My brother deletes FIM off the PVR. My mom's BF takes shots at me having cartoons saved and that is for generic more socially acceptable stuff. The weirdest I think he saw was Smurfs which is not as out there since it has retro value and is gender neutral.
I hate feeling rushed to wat h new EPs not just because I want to but so that I can delete them off the PVR and not be embarrassed. I might be sleepy and prefer to watch it after a nao but stay up and barely grasp the episose due to nerves.
When people are around I angle the TV away from the door and keep the volume low so I can hear faint sound effects and voice tone but relyon closed captions to understand it. My hand is locked to the remote and I have trained muscle memory to quickly pause, bring up the recordings and play something else so that they will not see my ponies.
I will purposefully record a couple minutes of some random show for that quick reaction and so if someone brings up the PVR on the other TV that they will not see the FiM logo.
I think this is all related to how Luna felt. She was pushed into a narrow window and expected to contain herself. She was pressured to engage in certain behaviours to maintain the status quo. She could not be allowed to have normies witness her world. She tried something different and got sequestered. No surprise she blew up.
How do we live in harmony with hateful bigots? How can i feign happiness with a family I know would condemn me for my fandom? They watch stupid drivel.