When Billy Eichner likes your comment on his TikTok and then replies with a ❤️, you post that shit on your blog so when your kids are grown, after their reverence for you has been eroded by the knowledge that you were only ever just a dude, yes a dude who loved them infinitely, but also a dude who, like most other parents, didn’t really ever have a clue what he was doing, anyway, you post that shit so after that, there is a place for them, together with all of posterity who have the eyes to see, to gather and bear witness to your meager but enduring glories.
See also: Jeri Ryan favorited a post of mine in 2023.
