The Sentinels You said you're leaving, you're going away

Bridget embraced Reverie warmly, patiently letting her get what she needed off of her chest. There was so much guilt. Both she and Lestan seemed determined to drown in it, but there was nothing healthy about that. She was glad that Reverie recognized it, even if her perception was (understandably) skewed. Life would be a lot simpler if everyone could just see things objectively but of course, the world rarely worked that way. Emotion was a hell of a persuader.

Wanting space isn’t necessarily unhealthy. But a lack of trust is. Bridget replied gently, no part of her statement pointed. She saw this lack in both of them. Sometimes fixing that trust means compromising, and showing that you can respect the things they need, even when those things hurt. Love is sometimes something we have to work at, but it shouldn’t be something we constantly have to chase. It’s okay to be unsure, and to be scared to lose them. It’s easier, and healthier, to trust they will do what they feel is right for them. Even if it means choosing a different path. Familiar pain, an ache that added some distance of experience to her voice. Maybe she said too much, but it was too close a hurt to her heart for her to not speak to it.

It’s hard for us to see faults in the things we love. So we put it on ourselves. This one was a little pointed, and she said it with a small knowing smile. Clearly they were both guilty of this.