īŧ it's a sentiment he understands too well, and there's an ache in him for the fact it's something they share — when sasuke's eyes slip closed he kisses the lids in a soft shiver of movement, and then just leans their foreheads together. breath mingles, and it feels like swallowing the words uttered into the air. his hand on sasuke's stays whisper-soft, guiding him to a rhythm that's more sanctified than sexual, a coax of his hand inward and deep. īŧ
It's called 'survivor's guilt'. It's one of the possible symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder. There's no clear reason why it affects some people and not others — but personally, I think that in a lot of cases it comes from an incredible sense of compassion and empathy. We're handling knives, okay? Stay with me.
īŧ another kiss is left against sasuke's cheek. there's a shift, an adjustment of his weight, letting some of it rest against sasuke's side so he can free up his hand to curl around his cock, mimical of those interior thrusts. he drapes a leg against sasuke's, the intimacy easy and close. īŧ
You lost everything. You had no support. You raised yourself alone. There was nothing to anchor you to kindness, but you kept it anyway. Surviving was not a sin. Sweetheart, you were a child. You've carried this pain far longer than you knew peace. When have you suffered enough? When have you given enough to the ghosts? You can't change the past. I'm sorry you've suffered, I'm sorry you've killed people, and hurt those you cared for, and been cruel — but it wasn't because you're a bad person, it was because no one in your life knew how to help the howling pain in you, and anger and cruelty became protective measures against a furtherance of loss and grief. You and I both know that if you met someone whose life echoed yours, you would be kind to them. So why not you?
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Date: 2024-03-23 06:47 pm (UTC)It's called 'survivor's guilt'. It's one of the possible symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder. There's no clear reason why it affects some people and not others — but personally, I think that in a lot of cases it comes from an incredible sense of compassion and empathy. We're handling knives, okay? Stay with me.
īŧ another kiss is left against sasuke's cheek. there's a shift, an adjustment of his weight, letting some of it rest against sasuke's side so he can free up his hand to curl around his cock, mimical of those interior thrusts. he drapes a leg against sasuke's, the intimacy easy and close. īŧ
You lost everything. You had no support. You raised yourself alone. There was nothing to anchor you to kindness, but you kept it anyway. Surviving was not a sin. Sweetheart, you were a child. You've carried this pain far longer than you knew peace. When have you suffered enough? When have you given enough to the ghosts? You can't change the past. I'm sorry you've suffered, I'm sorry you've killed people, and hurt those you cared for, and been cruel — but it wasn't because you're a bad person, it was because no one in your life knew how to help the howling pain in you, and anger and cruelty became protective measures against a furtherance of loss and grief. You and I both know that if you met someone whose life echoed yours, you would be kind to them. So why not you?