I tried remembering my first encounter of Chekhov’s Uncle Vanya, it’s famous to say the least.
This year has made me feel grief in multitude of ways, in a myriad of reasons. Films make you rewind some aspects of your life and relationships, im lost at words for this film but its complexity had me looking at many people i knew of. Prioritizing balance rather than self-acceptance has been the norm for many people and sometimes reasons of many unresolved issues, but for me i have always been vocal of what i genuinely feel… and let yourself feel grief.
