[Lord only knows why he's awake this early, long before sunrise. The nights are so lonely now when he can't sleep... though he doesn't quite know why they wouldn't have been in the past.]
There's no right or wrong way to feel. Scared, angry, sad, a hundred other things. And it can change, it might change fifty times a day. That's normal. Sometimes it might be all of those at once.
[What an incredibly fucked up thing to have to say to a ten year in the middle of the time. Maybe he shouldn't where everyone else can see, but the post was already out there. Maybe they should see what's going on.]
I've thought I was going to die. I wasn't trying to feel any one thing. Just... feeling it.
un: ornithology
There's no right or wrong way to feel. Scared, angry, sad, a hundred other things. And it can change, it might change fifty times a day. That's normal. Sometimes it might be all of those at once.
[What an incredibly fucked up thing to have to say to a ten year in the middle of the time. Maybe he shouldn't where everyone else can see, but the post was already out there. Maybe they should see what's going on.]
I've thought I was going to die. I wasn't trying to feel any one thing. Just... feeling it.