[ oh that is. a lot. no wonder she got weird on him a while back when he told her she should keep trying. how do you keep a leash on your nature? when this place is always waiting to dig its hooks in you.

still. he wouldn't take back those words. ]

So. What's the priority now? Is it just survival? Those feelings you have aren't going to go away just because of that.

Why not adapt to the idea that who you are isn't something to be feared or kept at arm's length, but to be understood?