Emberwood I had a dream of the pale morning sky

It's prickly, I guess. It doesn't really have petals - they're seeds, Reverie confirmed. She considered his words. Did she miss healing? Somehow she'd never thought to ask herself that question.
No, I don't miss healing, She decided then and there. Healing is - a selfless thing, and I don't want to be selfless anymore. Eventually everyone starts to take it for granted. They start to think that... you don't need comfort or support the way they do. I don't think anyone means to do it, but it happens anyway. And then you're left just standing there, holding all these problems that aren't yours, and you're breaking but no one notices -
Until you're broken, and you can't hold it anymore, and then you're just another thing to forget; to pass off into someone else's arms.
She stopped herself. I can't, anyway. Not anymore. I can't even help myself. So I have to be a little selfish instead.