by Null » Thu Jan 31, 2019 10:41 pm
"All's fair in love and war," Will joked back. "Just gives you more incentive to practice I suppose."
Opening up the settings for his printer, Will added a couple lines of code. "A little something for me, a little something for your friends and, I'm feeling nice, a little something for you as well," he smiled.
"I know you, Will; you don't need to be embarrassed around me. You hide and cower inside your own little shell because you're afraid people will judge you, and you know? You're right. They will. The trick, though, is to have a little more confidence in who you are and what you want to be. It's done me wonders. So, what I'm doing here, is I'm taking that little bit of shame, that embarassment in who and what you are? And I'm shunting it around, so it expresses itself in different, less terrible ways. I can't get rid of it; you're, like, 90% shame by volume at the moment, but I can certainly make it run your life less.
Did Sam ever do that for you? Did either Sam, for that matter? Nah. They let us live with it. We tried to work it out with friendship and with therapy -- so much therapy -- but we never did really get rid of all of it, did we? Well, ~I~ have, now, at least, but that's not really super fair to you, now is it?
The problem, mind you, is that they've been trying to help you like they would a person. And, deep down inside, you don't want to be a person. And I'm the only here who really ~gets~ that. I mean, on your level. Personally, I'm glad I'm no longer in that headspace; it's undignified. But after I win the fight this week, we won't be confused for one another anymore, and if losing your dignity makes you happy, then more power to you, my friend."