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Reverie seemed to come apart in front of her and Bridget was glad to see it. Not because she enjoyed seeing the woman in pain, but because emotion like this needed to be let out. She gave a visual invitation for Reverie to come closer and, if she did, the medic would pull her into an embrace.

It’s okay to feel that way. This is a lot to handle for anyone, and no one should expect you to be handling it well. Least of all yourself. It’s okay to be mad, or upset, or to feel like you can’t handle it anymore. That doesn’t mean you’ve failed anyone, and it doesn’t mean you’ve stopped trying. The first step was to accept the feelings as your own. Bridget remembered, very clearly, the anger she’d felt when she’d first gotten her injury. Then the despair. It was a different road than Reveries, but many of the pitfalls were likely the same.

And it’s okay to be scared. That’s when we know we need someone to share that fear with. Even if they don’t always understand, it will mean something that they know. She added, hoping Reverie would understand. It wasn’t necessary for her to reach out, especially not right away, but she didn’t seem to mind sharing right now. And if Bridget could help to set some of those fears aside, she wanted to.