Re: Break Time

Date: 2025-06-25 03:44 am (UTC)
themorbidsocialite: The Morbid Socialite with a serious and deadpan expression. (serious)
The Socialite nodded, even unseen. He leaned back, trying to think of something, anything, to help this poor kid through. "Y'know, my spouse came back from a huntin' trip a couple nights back. Found me in a right state, I was. Hadn't slept, hadn't showered, even my wife was tired of me. But they came back and we spent the night jus' talkin'. About this and that and the other. And, eventually, it got around to health. My spouse and I, we have some bad habits that'd turn ye blue. They'd asked how much honey I'd been usin', I said a spoonful a night. They asked how much real sleep I'd gotten, I said an hour before the honey. They asked if I'd seen our wife at all or anyone 'sides who I had to by obligation, I said I'd only been voluntarily out of the flat one day that week. Then they asked me... They asked 'What're you keeping yourself from feeling?' And it threw me. I hadn't even thought about the fact I'd been lyin' to myself. 'Emotions are there to tell you to pay attention,' they said. 'Like my hunting, even the feeling of being watched can prove to be true. Fear has a reason, sadness has a reason, anger has a reason. You're stressed, you're snippy, nearly bit my head off for coming in with a bloody cloak.'" The Socialite paused their impression of their spouse to chuckle at the memory. "'So, Maury, what're you struggling to notice? What animal is tracking behind you you're ignoring?' And I thought about it. I sat with it. I listened to myself. And I remembered how to breathe. And I remembered how to cry. And my spouse, my Enoch, just sat with me, no pity, no judgement, just sat and let me remember how to feel."

The Socialite held his hands together, considering them. "I don't know what yer goin' through, love, but tryin' to stuff it down, hide it all, even from yourself... It's not a good way to live. I don't have t' know what happened. But I'll sit with you, no pity, no judgement, until you remember how to feel. Just like I'd do for my little girl, just like my love did for me. We have a while before the rest of class so, please, take a moment and feel?"
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