Maybe their accidents had had nothing to do with her, although she had been drawn in closely when they happened.
Maybe it had had to do with their own follies – for their own awakening – and she was not at fault for having felt the tendencies brimming.
Maybe her role had been to just help support their egos’ transitioning.
It was hard being someone who could perceive and feel so much, and hard to not take so much “negative” timing personally.
She longed for the future when she could be relieved of such great weights of unusual responsibility that were of no benefit to her, and just be allowed to be a thriving woman.
Wanted and cherished, wild and free just to be and accomplish.
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