Not to romanticize historical eras that would have objectively sucked for me or anything but "the minister's eccentric spinster...
Not to romanticize historical eras that would have objectively sucked for me or anything but “the minister’s eccentric spinster daughter, who spends her time in novels and watercolors and is frequently taken abed with Nerves and the Headache” just sounds better than “nerdy depressed millennial with anxiety and migraines who lives with their parents because they have trouble holding down a job or a relationship.”
The Excedrin I took earlier doesn’t seem to be doing much and I just really feel that if this was the 19th century someone would have given me some laudanum by now.