It helps. It stops her from holding onto herself too tight, trying not to fall apart on her own. Finally, she breathes, but she's no louder.
"It makes me think that there's nothing except what we...what she made. And I want so badly to think otherwise."
And maybe she could have stepped away from it on her own, unstuck that with a pure leap of faith, but now with everything thrown into new angles, rearranged, having to find her way around a room now and afraid she'll run into sharp things and hurt all over again. It needed to be done, but it's left her at a loss.
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Date: 2023-03-24 02:53 am (UTC)"It makes me think that there's nothing except what we...what she made. And I want so badly to think otherwise."
And maybe she could have stepped away from it on her own, unstuck that with a pure leap of faith, but now with everything thrown into new angles, rearranged, having to find her way around a room now and afraid she'll run into sharp things and hurt all over again. It needed to be done, but it's left her at a loss.