[ It's comforting, even though those aren't the words she wants to hear or thinks she deserves hearing. Things happen, she knows that, because it feels like all her life she's never been able to get things under control; she's always anxious and frustrated and she lashes out when things don't go her way, and she's done a lot of things she regrets and every time she corrects something, something else goes wrong and there's just endless fuckups everywhere. She'd grown a lot since she was really little. She's pushed herself and has made such great strides. And still, things are like this- she still cries too easily, can't ever keep her emotions in check, and being blind makes her useless because how is she supposed to help anybody now?
It'd be nice if something went right for once. Terry's always been nice to her, even right now. ]
Yeah. You being my friend's made me really happy.
[ But she lets go of his arm and pulls away, stepping back. ]
Sorry, I'm going to go cool my head for a bit.
[ aka she's going to fade away the moment she turns around and forget the fact that she's blind and promptly get run over in traffic or something ]
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It'd be nice if something went right for once. Terry's always been nice to her, even right now. ]
Yeah. You being my friend's made me really happy.
[ But she lets go of his arm and pulls away, stepping back. ]
Sorry, I'm going to go cool my head for a bit.
[ aka she's going to fade away the moment she turns around and forget the fact that she's blind and promptly get run over in traffic or something ]