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[irwins]

[Shaun is not usually one to post things anonymously. He's always been a blogger. He's used to life in the public eye back home. But this... Well. This discussion isn't one he's quite ready to have openly. Not with Georgia around. Not with Becks also here.]

So none of us asked to be dragged to this place, right? But now that we're here, I can't be the only person who doesn't want to leave.

I know that could change. It could change fast.

How do you handle it? Living a life that could get ripped away at any minute?

I know that's always true. I know it real fucking well. But it's even more true and immediate here somehow. So how do you deal with that besides super heavy denial?


[And denial only works so well when there's a quiet voice at the back of your mind, one that hasn't been given a chance to put down deep roots or find its volume, but one that is there and waiting to whisper the worst sort of warnings and worst case scenarios.]

Comments

[irwins]

Doesn't seem fair to. They've got their own problems. I'm the one who lives; I really don't have any ground to stand on to bitch about this.  

[cantgetanyworse]

If they care about you, don't you think they would want to be able to share your problems? Especially if it's hurting you this much.

I know that if I loved somebody I'd want to know when they were in pain.

[irwins]

It'll hurt them too. I don't want to make it harder for them. They deserve better.

[cantgetanyworse]

Do you think it would hurt them more to know, or to find out you hadn't told them?

[irwins]

I choose option three.

[Which is bullshit. Georgia figured it out immediately.]

[cantgetanyworse]

I see. What is option three?