[Kyna chews on her lip for a second, going quiet. Of course there was a grieving period, even if it was—or is—a strange and rocky one. She's mourned more for the idea of the father she could have had than the one she got, but she's been able to temper that with the reality of what a monster he turned into.
So, here's the part she hasn't talked about with anyone, back home or here.]
Is it fucked up that I feel worse about what happened to Sam than to my dad?
It's not wrong to feel how you feel. Just because you think you're supposed to feel a certain way... there's no right way to grieve. Nobody knows the intricacies of your relationships but you.
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So, here's the part she hasn't talked about with anyone, back home or here.]
Is it fucked up that I feel worse about what happened to Sam than to my dad?
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[ He means that sincerely. ]
It's not wrong to feel how you feel. Just because you think you're supposed to feel a certain way... there's no right way to grieve. Nobody knows the intricacies of your relationships but you.