Jade Fern Grove No, I’m not a go-getter

She word-vomits. He listens.

And she does not think it only for show, either. He is thoughtful, asks questions to better understand her meaning. He does not laugh at her, even if the whole situation they’ve wound up in is admittedly ridiculous.

Maybe he is a therapist, after all. A dark doctor of the woods.

“Yes,” she lifts her head, stealing a curious glance before again fixating on some distant elm. “I think that is the crux of it. A Sunflower can’t hope to transform into a Tulip. And inevitably… the Sunflower will disappoint the entire meadow when she cannot.” She clicks her teeth, finding the analogy alone somewhat helpful to put things into perspective.

“And I know what everyone would say: ‘Sunflower just needs to focus on being the best Sunflower she can be’. It’s a lovely thought. It’s hard in practice.”

She shifts in full, to regard her therapist with a raised brow. "It's doomed, isn't it."