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[beaarthurwilson]

Dude. Seriously. LET ME GO.

You still play me in another game. Where I'm my happy, nutty, hypersexual self. But this other one... damn. Too much damage has been done. Losing my best friends was bad enough. It sucked harder than... well... than me.

But I could deal. But losing Kat? And then right after, losing Haley and Maya? Dude. I tap the fuck out. Seriously.

Yes, I know everyone keeps trying to make us feel bad. "Oh, but you still have Diego. And the baby." like that just makes everything fucking better. Kat was every fucking bit my soulmate as Diego, jackass. You really think I'm gonna come back from that?

But noooo... you just keep me around. To be depressed, to be a shell of my old self, and to be the melodramatic asshole I used to laugh at everyone else for being.

I beg you, dude.

LET. ME. GO.

Comments

[jedi_librettist]

It's not a shell of who you used to be. It's grief. It happens to all of us at some point. It does get better eventually. And they might still come back.

[beaarthurwilson]

Thanks, dude. I appreciate the attempt at comfort more than you know.

[jedi_librettist]

You're welcome. I have a... unique experience with things like this and it's gotten more interesting since I was sent to the game. You still have Diego. Do you have anyone else you can talk to? That helped a lot for me when I was... dealing with things.

[beaarthurwilson]

I don't have anyone who's... unbiased. I have Diego, and people that are either related to him or mutual friends.

[jedi_librettist]

Sookie's good to talk to and I can see if our muns would let us talk.