[ shōyō stays quiet; he can’t even nod in understanding and simply pulls his gaze elsewhere. his feet seem more comfortable, in a little kick at nothing as he slipped his hands in his pockets. there hadn’t been anyone expecting that of him beyond, well, himself— so he should maybe get a better self?
in parts, true. he should stop pushing himself to that, but there has yet to be acceptance— or understanding that exposure wouldn’t rid his traumatic experience from him, but make it quite worse. ]
I’ve always used meditation and my sleep tapes for years. It’s not working anymore.
no subject
in parts, true. he should stop pushing himself to that, but there has yet to be acceptance— or understanding that exposure wouldn’t rid his traumatic experience from him, but make it quite worse. ]
I’ve always used meditation and my sleep tapes for years. It’s not working anymore.