If Carrie Fisher had a f*%k to give about what people thought about her, I swear I never saw it. This woman is the definition of badass. She also lived with Bipolar Disorder and made sure the world knew it didn’t define her.
Carrie was a pioneer for mental illness awareness. Now, my childhood was during the age of the second trilogy coming out but I was a Star Wars kid. Check out I shan’t, it’s Christmas to see my amazing Queen Amadala ornament. I of course watched the original trilogy and fell in love with Leia.
Fast forward to me coming to terms with my own mental illnesses and starting to write about it, I found my princess again. This time in Wishful Drinking. She was sassy and raw. I fell in love with Carrie Fisher.
So to my brain, bring it on.
To Carrie, thank you for always being yourself.