So skeleton crew, eh?
the "funny-kids-adventure" is going to be the star wars story that finally handles the whole disability/inclusion/ableism theme in a realistic and touching and realistic way? "She doesn't have the patience for it" is such a gut punch! To feel like you are lesser even for your best (only) friend, always having to be useful and do as they say... Or even just.. not be a burden. Because "sometimes her augs just get bad but she's fine" seems attentive, but actually she is not fine! She needs maintenance! But because the able-bodied don't need as much time to recover or as much rest or a more intense maintenance, they wouldn't even think about it - because she has always been finde shortly after it... Because if I am not ok and fun and capable and joyful and the very best I can be then I might not be the first choice to hang around anymore.. or even any choice at all
But also "I don't have spider legs like you" just right after that - and the realization that maybe I am not as good a friend as I thought I was and maybe all the talk about how "you're not different, you're better" might just be a toxic pile of positivity that is just not helpful - because we are different from each other and it is important to see all the differences to see as assets, but also to see and address the challenges that brings.. because "you can't just tell me I am amazing and can do it and then I magically can!" That's not how this works.. and why do I have to do all the work anyways? I am amazing at adaptation because I have to be, not because I want to! It's exhausting and I wish I wish so hard that for once the responsibility would not be on my tiny little shoulders!
I came for the cute elephant and the day-dreaming jedi-wannabe and I fell in love with the self-sufficient rebel biker and her tech-savy girlfriend, but I stayed for the heart wrenching realization that the world is a dark place and your sheltered upbringing cannot shield you forever because ignorance is not in fact bliss and why do some kids have to fight every day when their home is supposed to be the same as ours and why are we not helping them and instead isolating ourselves and sitting on a dragon hoards worth of credits while the galaxy is once again falling into ruin, just like we have witnessed in the past and just like then we just do nothing about it and let the droids and the supervisors control our lives.. and I know our parents love us and only want what's best for us, but how can we live under in this "perfect" bubble this wonderfully boring and ordered world with stable lives and jobs and nothing to worry about, when there is adventure outside? And how could we just seek out adventure when there is all this suffering and these worlds and people who could live so much better if not for the pirates and Mega-Corps and the looming dark forces of totalitarian terror and their darwinistic capitalistic selfishness and exploitation
Ugh I am not feeling normal about this