Dawn Treader Valley Just like before, my spirit coming up

Andromache found her in a state of crisis — though she supposed that was nothing new, nothing shocking. She watched her, expressionless as she veered between hysteria and desolation.

Finally, at the end of it all, she sat.

I understand, She said after a moment. It is easier to blame yourself than to accept that none of it is in your control. But this hysteria - this self-loathing, this is in your control. Nothing is destroyed, but will be if you continue this way. Her tone was gentle but firm. She felt for her, truly, but could not allow this spiral to continue in her valley. It went against all that they stood for.