[He's silent at that for several seconds, gaze fixed somewhere between the wall and the floor again, and he's... Not sure what he expected, honestly. Not sure what he feels, either, but it's probably for the best that his emotional response is still so muted.
Finally, when he does speak up, it's almost unrelated at first but he does have a point.]
My girlfriend at home, Daisy, she um... She used to get really annoyed with me, and it took me awhile to figure out why, but it was because whenever she'd come to me with something I'd try and tell her how to fix it.
[He misses Daisy so much, but like with so many other people, it's buried so deep that if he doesn't think about it too much then he won't feel it.]
I thought that was how I could help, and in a way it was, but she didn't actually want help; if she did, she'd ask me for advice, or what to do. What she really wanted was just to know that she had a right to feel how she did.
[And that's what he wants, too. He knows how to solve this problem, he just wants to know that he isn't crazy to feel upset.]
Finally, when he does speak up, it's almost unrelated at first but he does have a point.]
My girlfriend at home, Daisy, she um... She used to get really annoyed with me, and it took me awhile to figure out why, but it was because whenever she'd come to me with something I'd try and tell her how to fix it.
[He misses Daisy so much, but like with so many other people, it's buried so deep that if he doesn't think about it too much then he won't feel it.]
I thought that was how I could help, and in a way it was, but she didn't actually want help; if she did, she'd ask me for advice, or what to do. What she really wanted was just to know that she had a right to feel how she did.
[And that's what he wants, too. He knows how to solve this problem, he just wants to know that he isn't crazy to feel upset.]
[ man, the way his eyes light up at the drinks. ]
You [ he wags a finger at her. ] totally nailed it. I love the fruity ones. They're so good. [ don't mind if he pulls one towards him for a taste. ]
Mmm... [ he taps his fingers on the tabletop. ] Twenty two years.
You [ he wags a finger at her. ] totally nailed it. I love the fruity ones. They're so good. [ don't mind if he pulls one towards him for a taste. ]
Mmm... [ he taps his fingers on the tabletop. ] Twenty two years.
[He's quiet while she talks, still not looking at her, but just a little bit of tension fades. Her point gets across clear enough even without her additional explanation, and he can't really argue; it's not like she's wrong.
But that's part of the problem in itself. He's so past stressed and upset that he isn't feeling anything in the way he should be, and when something adds to it, it just makes it even worse. He can't deal with any one part of what's happened and what's still happening, let alone all of it, and he's afraid that if he starts on even one thing he won't be able to stop it.
And that's really where his hesitance--beyond even just his normal desire to keep things to himself--comes in, and he tries to put at least that into words.]
I can't just step back and do nothing while people need help. I can't... I can't be aware of a problem that's happening right now and then choose not to do something about it, but there's just too much to do, and every time I try to accomplish even one thing, something always goes wrong.
[It's so exhausting and discouraging, because he just wants to help people, and not only can he not manage that but it seems to be so often that his intentions are taken to be something they aren't. And then, to add to it all--]
And if I bring something up, because I'm not able to do it alone, the first question I'm asked is why I haven't done anything to fix it myself.
But that's part of the problem in itself. He's so past stressed and upset that he isn't feeling anything in the way he should be, and when something adds to it, it just makes it even worse. He can't deal with any one part of what's happened and what's still happening, let alone all of it, and he's afraid that if he starts on even one thing he won't be able to stop it.
And that's really where his hesitance--beyond even just his normal desire to keep things to himself--comes in, and he tries to put at least that into words.]
I can't just step back and do nothing while people need help. I can't... I can't be aware of a problem that's happening right now and then choose not to do something about it, but there's just too much to do, and every time I try to accomplish even one thing, something always goes wrong.
[It's so exhausting and discouraging, because he just wants to help people, and not only can he not manage that but it seems to be so often that his intentions are taken to be something they aren't. And then, to add to it all--]
And if I bring something up, because I'm not able to do it alone, the first question I'm asked is why I haven't done anything to fix it myself.
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