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[ysobel]

Had a bit of an oh-fuck moment last night, as I realized part of my funk lately has been unresolved grief. Over a *fictional* event. And I don't feel well enough versed in canon to fic my way out of it. *sigh*

Also: my mental state is kind of like lead balloons right now. I need some (metaphorical!) helium balloons to balance it out. This sounds incredibly self-serving and pathetic, but: those of y'all that are reading this and are willing to give me ammunition to fight sigma, could you please comment with something you like about me? (Particularly recent stuff [eg the fact that I went to college, or that I used to write well ten years ago, doesn't really help *now*], and specific "proof" is better than generalities, but I'll take anything.)

Anon comments are screened, if you want to do it privately.

<3

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[lferion]

I love that you keep fighting. That you *care* -- I mean, grieving over a story-event is something I do. I have grieved for Qui-Gon, several iterations of the Doctor (4, 5, 7 & 10 predominantly -- we didn't get an end-story for 8, so in a wierd way he's still never-died if that makes sense?) Sarek (prime), The First Romulan Commander, Marcus (B5), etc. Right now I am grieving for Vulcan. That you feel that kind of depth too is a drawing together thing.

*Hugs you*