What I enjoy more than collecting rocks?

I think people tend to forget that Tori was being hyperbolic about how much of a shut in she was. Yes, obviously Tori wasn’t the going out type, but in the first few chapters she’s gone to a group hangout with her friends that is a common enough experience for her to see it as mundane. Tori attends Becky’s birthday party and she attends that festival thing (I cannot remember wtf it’s called but you know what I mean it’s the fireworks scene). Tori staying in her room bed rotting is an uncommon enough of an occurrence that her family checks in and is worried about her and it’s only two in the afternoon on a weekend day.

When we meet Tori in Solitaire; her brother has just gotten out of the psych ward, her depression has been steadily getting worse even without outside circumstances, and Solitaire starts pulling shit. Plus there’s little stressors that have been building for a while (Becky for example).

I’m not saying Tori is an outgoing person— she’s not. But Tori isn’t anti-social by any means. It’s shown in both Solitaire AND Heartstopper. (SPOILERS for Vol. 6) Tori is at a party when Charlie has (IIRC, Heartstopper is not exactly my wheelhouse) some sort of Nick-Nelson-is-leaving-for-uni breakdown and she tells him he’s lucky she had Becky there. In University she clearly has friends with her. She goes to some school event for Oliver (can you tell I can’t remember anything that happens in Heartstopper.)

I think many readers— I’m guilty of this as well— tend to project a bit on Tori because she’s such a relatable character. Many of us stay inside all day and wouldn’t be caught dead at a party. And there’s nothing wrong with that, but I don’t think that’s Tori.

when your dad calls you by your full government name

"There is so much of me that isn’t my shame, there is so much of me that isn’t my painful mind. There is so much of me that isn’t dissapointed. There is so much of me that is miraculous ladybug. There is so much of me that is writing. There is so much of me that is laughing at a message my friend sent. There is so much of me that craves to paint even tho I’m bad with a paintbrush. There is so much of me that sings, a larger part than the one that says my voice is mediocre. And that part the one that raises its volume in the shower does not deserve to die."

-anonymous