Dr. Spencer Reid (
numbersnfigures) wrote in
dear_mun2012-09-30 11:36 pm
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on missing someone
This is... illogical.
What you're actually doing is called transference. You may be projecting it onto me, but you're actually the one who misses her. I hardly know her.
Now that you've watched her in action, you seem to agree that we'd be "perfect" for each other. You know, I'm sure your fascination with and ultimate desire to put me in a relationship stems from the fact that your own personal relationships are unsatisfying and-
[Mun glares at him.]
Fine. You're irritated because my observations are correct.
What you're actually doing is called transference. You may be projecting it onto me, but you're actually the one who misses her. I hardly know her.
Now that you've watched her in action, you seem to agree that we'd be "perfect" for each other. You know, I'm sure your fascination with and ultimate desire to put me in a relationship stems from the fact that your own personal relationships are unsatisfying and-
[Mun glares at him.]
Fine. You're irritated because my observations are correct.

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No matter what satisfaction they may get from our triumphs and successes, or joy felt in the bonds we make, they feel it only as a secondhand emotion. Borrowed from us, but not kept. Because they cannot claim any of it for themselves.
For all the effort and time our 'lives' are worked upon, their rewards aren't anywhere equal in measure.
[ His brow creases in thought. ]
Still. It's something. As you mentioned, perhaps our lives serve to provide a substituted perception of happiness in the place of what presently exists.
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We're their proxies. It's safer for them to do things through us.