Playpen Baby Brianna has long fingers that are very similar to the “new baby” or…maybe it’s the same baby…
I can hear them now…“Baby fingers are all the same. Blah blah blah…”
Nope. They are not.
I have three children and each set of hands and fingers are all completely different. From the moment they entered the world, until now. I can easily identify each child by just looking at photos of their hands.
The baby hands here are identical. If it is not the same child, then it has to be, at the very least, a sibling.
When I saw the following quote last night, I had a mixed reaction:
“Sometimes you need to stop seeing good in people and start seeing what they show you.” – Motivational Life.
My very nature is to see the good in people and the blessing in every situation. What caught my attention was, “…start seeing what they show you.”
For over six years I’ve supported both Sam and Cait unconditionally. Naturally there were times when I disagreed with their actions, but I always gave them the benefit of the doubt. I blamed TPTB. I blamed their respective teams. I allowed that they both played a part in the narrative, but they were doing it under duress.
I want to remain a positive person, but I do not want to sacrifice reality for illusion. At this point I’ve lost respect for Cait. I’m grieving that loss and, as I responded to a comment by @gastairfad, my heart is breaking a little.
I’d never been in a fandom before, nor had I heard of Tumblr. I imagine my entrance was similar to that of others: I heard that the roles of Jamie and Claire in my beloved Outlander books had been chosen, I Googled the actors, I saw something special, and down the rabbit hole I went.
Both Sam and Cait were wonderful individuals, but where they really stood out was when they were together. They were fresh, authentic, radiantly in love, grateful for the opportunities afforded them by their roles in Outlander, and incredibly likeable.
Then came the IFH (Interview From Hell for the newbies) when they were forced to deny being together. It didn’t take long after the initial gut punch to see that behind the scenes they were the same loving couple, so I went back to shipping. We were treated to a narrative with various fake blonde girlfriends for Sam, and a gay personal assistant for Cait. Most of us shrugged and continued to believe what we’d seen for years. After all, we had a warehouse full of receipts.
We were more offended by the EFH (Engagement From Hell), but it was obviously a promotional ploy so we weren’t worried. The fake wedding (because whether it’s legal or not, I do not believe it’s real) gave me pause, because the idea of a wedding is more sacred to me than an engagement. We weathered that stage as well, although I certainly lost some respect for Cait at that point.
What really did it for me was when Cait started using her infant son as an advertising tool while still begging for PRIVACY! She’s the one who decided to publicize the birth, she’s the one who advertised her engagement, and she’s the one who used blazing neon arrows to lead us to her “wedding.” Her breathtaking hypocrisy makes my head spin.
TheVanity Fair article was the final straw. I saw a version of Cait I no longer recognize: one who is willing to lie, insult the show that has given her so much, denigrate her fans, and take no responsibility for her actions. Even worse, she is willing to play up her infant son and motherhood (not to mention breast pumps, period panties, and eco diapers) in order to get the attention of Hollywood that she so obviously craves in order to score a glitzy award.
Oh, the irony. What I used to love about Sam and Cait was their inner and outer radiance. I guess winning a bright and shiny little statue is more important.
For me it’s not only CB but also SH since Hawaii. I let Hawaii go for a long time. But since I believe SC have been in this together, and what happened in Paris just weeks ago, then all the Belfast promos up to the VF article, my head and my heart finally agree with each other that CB and SH are not the good persons I used to believe them to be. I don’t lament so much about what I believed about them together as what persons I thought they were.
Many people thought shippers only care whether SC are together, but the fact is, no, many people I talked to, they care about the integrity of SC, and not until the very last moment, we don’t want to let go the possibility that they’re the good persons we believe them to be.
At this point, either they lie or they led people on, they make it loud and clear they don’t own up what they have done but time and again choose to shift the blame to their fans.
These are my instinctive reactions as well. Everything they’ve showed us in recent years just made me lose, bit by bit, the good feelings I had about them at the start. And every time I see the old receipts and pics, it’s like seeing people who no longer exist. Nowadays, anything they say you have to evaluate for sincerity. That’s really odd for people who seemed very honest at the beginning. Maybe they’ve been warped by the industry, the moneymen, and the inordinate attention they get from certain fans.
BUT, they could also have encased themselves in a hard shell, to protect their privacy. Obviously, that shell has cracks because SC are not completely cynical— yet. We don’t wish to write the script for them, but why is there a need for a script in the first place. If something, some feeling or relationship is authentic, it’s evident. One can mask affection but it’s hard to feign it. It takes effort and makes someone look like they ate something that disagreed with them. That’s why a certain someone is so defensive. There are cracks she cannot patch and the only thing she can do is redirect attention.
These thoughts come from a bad behaviour of two people who changed on the surface to chaise fame, they’ve lost my respect a lot of time ago and I feel more apathetic each passing day. I still love the image of the people they were, radiant, with integrity and good values, now they are just random people in the Hollywood world and they are not attractive anymore just mediocre, he’s just another good looking guy obsessed with muscles who date random young girls who wants to sell you his products like every guy you can find on instagram or tiktok, she’s another snob self absorbed ex model with a screw-up husband who blame the others for her own mess.
There’s a reason I have taken a break from tumblr, and this is precisely it.
In June, it started. I couldn’t even see a picture of the “old” SC on tumblr without being nauseated. Then, came August. DONE. I’m now at the point that I don’t want to finish reading Book 5, watch S6, or even see OL cross my Netflix screen.
They have created this aversion. Theyhave ruined this story for me.Theyhave sold out.
