That one theory that GLaDOS was Chell’s mother or whatever really ruined the perception of Portal 2’s story because replaying the game as an adult makes it abundantly clear that GLaDOS and Chell are obviously lesbians in a love/hate relationship
the people who havent played the game in years and making assumptions based on their vague memory of it have found my post
Want You Gone was written and concieved under the concept that it would be like a breakup song for GLaDOS and Chell.
Cara Mia Addio was confirmed to be complete italian gibberish by Ellen McClain with the only intended lyrics being “I’m going to miss you, goodbye my beloved.”.
GLaDOS learns to respect Chell as a person when she’s stuck in a potato, going from hating Chell to tolerating her, to liking her, to then seeing her as an equal, acting as her voice to defend her while Wheatley berated Chell in his Test Chambers.
Chell willingly decided, seeing GLaDOS as PotatOS stuck in a Crow’s nest, that she would pick up the Potato and attach it to her gun so she could keep GLaDOS with her.
In the final moments of Portal 2 as Chell and Wheatley are sucked into space, GLaDOS reaches out with a claw and instead of using it to grab her whole body like she did when woken up by Chell, chooses to grab them by the hand.
When Chell is pulled back into Aperture and the Portal closes, GLaDOS and Chell are laying side by side in a parallel to the ending of the original Portal, this time no longer seeing eachother as enemies but as something more.
GLaDOS exclaimed a sigh of relief upon seeing Chell reawaken at the end of Portal 2, literally worried that Chell had died in that moment of being sucked into space.
The sheer concept of Chell being the protagonist for the sequel - something they initially didn’t even want to do - was brought about because playtesters wanted to see the relationship they had with GLaDOS from Portal 1 be further developed.
There is a love/hate lesbian relationship between Chell and GLaDOS, and it has been intended ever since the game came out in 2011.
If you can’t perceive two characters having at the very least a mutual respect of one-another without having to force them to secretly have been family the whole time, you need to learn to properly engage with media without Fandomifying it.
Strange that it never occured to me. There are times I've been so upset that I've stamped around while cussing, that I've lain flat on the floor and groaned for as long as I had breath, that I've ranted my frustration aloud in an unhinged monologue, that I've swung my limbs about in a fury. All until I'd vented enough to just ... resume my normal life.
And if I'd had not the privacy of my home, I'd either have had to bottle that all up ... or open it all up where the public could scrutinize my every move. It really is a privilege to not be constantly on display like that.
[ID: tweet by Lydia Kiesling @ lydiakiesling, "Housed people have the privilege of having their worst moments in private; unhoused people don't. That gives some people the mistaken impression that the person they see acting belligerent on the street is and will be that person every single moment of their life."]
Also consider how you must look every time you're sick for any reason. Everyone gets delirious with fever now and then, everyone gets stomach cramps where they're doubled over moaning in pain, now imagine how much more often that happens to people with no clean facilities. I can't count how often I've heard or seen someone complain about a homeless "druggie" and the behavior they're describing is significantly more likely to come from food poisoning than drug withdrawals.
Not that drug addiction isn't also a medical condition that warrants medical care, but the fact is a large number of people will attribute literally all of an unhoused person's displays of pain, exhaustion or discomfort up to drugs and alcohol.
