What’s Wrong With Demi Moore?
Maybe you’ve been following the media who are following the end of the relationship betwixt screen stars and uber-tweeters Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore? I like to think I know them, because I read about them online all the time. I followed them on Twitter (until Ashton started tweeting dumb stuff), even. St Elmo’s Fire used to be my very fave movie (for 3 months 1985… until I returned to the fold of John Hughes.)
Demi Moore is my kinda-friend, except that she doesn’t know me. Do you know what I mean?
Because we are kinda-friends, I’ve found it super sad to see Demi seemingly crumble before our eyes. Really, I just want to turn away and not be part of the very public media frenzy. I don’t think it’s very fair on Demi. It’s all too public and voyeuristic for me. I’d rather pop around to Demi’s and sneak in the side door with a bottle of Tequila, a box of tissues, some Savoury Shapes and a tub of French Onion Dip. That’s how I roll.
There are all kinds of stabs in the dark about ‘What’s Wrong With Demi?’ Um. Genius. Let me tell you what is wrong with Demi Moore.
Demi Moore is extremely sad. Duh. Her relationship is over. Newsflash. Sheesh.
At a time when the rest of us would be under the doona choosing to eat/drink too much or eat nothing to dull/sharpen the pain we are going through, Demi is… possibly doing just that! Just like us! The difference is, she’s got the world peering through her venetian blinds like a particularly nosy neighbour. They’re trying to get a video of it all on their iPhones so they can upload it to YouTube and monetize the bejeezus out of it. Urk.
What’s wrong with Demi Moore? She’s got that painful, all-encompassing, empty feeling that only loss can give you. Her heart hurts. Her stomach hurts. Her head hurts. She hurts.
I’ll tell you what else is wrong with Demi. The little family she built with Ashton is fractured and she and her girls now have to work out how to reinvent their life together. It’s an opportunity to change things for the better of course, but at this stage it’s probably just raw and sad and confusing and disappointing for them all.
What’s wrong with Demi Moore? She’s maybe feeling a bit disillusioned with the whole guy thing, too. Perhaps Demi was a bit of a shrew, I mean it’s totally possible, because we all have our shrew moments, but Ashton’s obviously buggered things up too. There is nothing like the weighty confusion of trying to work out what boys are about (if you are a girl) and vice versa (if you are a boy.)
Do you know what ELSE is wrong with Demi Moore? The ground is moving from under her. Things are not the way she thought they were. She’s not sure who to trust, what will happen next and how to move on. She’s feeling humiliated and shocked at being on her own. And she’s feeling miserable about the way everyone is trying to get a little piece of her pain and use it as a meal ticket.
Demi Moore is, at the very heart of it, a real live person going through the real life pain of having her heart broken.
That’s what’s wrong with Demi Moore.
Sob. Poor Demi. I wish I could give her a big hug, scoop her some dip and make her a Mojito. She’s my kinda friend and that’s what kinda friends do for each other.