[ He seemed... she starts to write, and then thinks that there's no assessment of his character that she can give that will be remotely helpful. Sweet? (Because he did seem that at times.) Ineffectual? Frequently drunk? Awkward? Largely awkward. Old. ]
OK. I do know enough about schools in most worlds to know that's not THAT close a relationship. Not enough to really hurt someone. What else was there?
I've read a little about people like that. Charismatic types, who do things like become cult leaders and the like. Who play on your vulnerabilities and do their damnedest to create new vulnerabilities to use. I bet you thought that because he made you think it, didn't he?
Lots of people also don't fall into the hands of a madman who wants to make them into a tool for doing his homicidal will. But honestly, Jesse...There's no use in comparing your situation to others'. What happened to you is horrible in a way that's unique to you. Looking to others, saying, oh they're better, oh they're worse -- that's easy, it's tempting, but it's not right. At least I think so. Coming to peace with who you are is about you, not anyone else.
But that's not how it works. Not really. Morality isn't arithmetic. Good and evil aren't arithmetic. You don't just do a good thing and have it balance out the bad, just like doing a bad thing doesn't wipe the good from the face of the earth. You should help people from love, because people deserve help, because they're warm and wonderful and curious and marvelous, because it is a pleasure to help someone, because to bring a smile to their face makes your own day worthwhile. Not to try to compensate. Because you can never compensate. You can never balance it, because there is no balancing.
No: Jesse, you ought to think of yourself as what you ARE. Which isn't some guilt-ridden sinner shambling about seeking redemption, but as a force of good in the world. Because you ARE. You're not your past actions. You're not your mistakes. Those are all behind you, and they shape you but they are not you. You are who you are now: a hundred thousand moments of potential stretching into the future, every one of them a possibility for making the world better and brighter and kinder. You're not a hole desperately trying to fill yourself in. You're a beacon.
Then DEFINITELY good. I'm glad of it. Though, you know...Obviously THAT is a bit too long to get tattooed, but what if you did get something? Abstract or something like that. I have some tattoos, abstract symbols, that remind me of certain things when I look at them - Jaime suggested that, a while back, and it's been really nice. You could get some symbol to remind yourself of your potential. Maybe my face looking stern or something. (Please don't get my face looking stern.)
no subject
He was my teacher
He was here for a while
Walter White
no subject
[ He seemed... she starts to write, and then thinks that there's no assessment of his character that she can give that will be remotely helpful. Sweet? (Because he did seem that at times.) Ineffectual? Frequently drunk? Awkward? Largely awkward. Old. ]
What did he do?
no subject
If you ask me who's worse between Walt and Lucifer I'd say Walt no question
no subject
[ A therapist this girl ain't. ]
no subject
That's what I meant
That's what he did to me
no subject
He was your teacher, you said. What did he teach you?
no subject
no subject
no subject
Threatened to turn me over to the police unless I started working for him
So the short version is I did everything he wanted until the day he died
no subject
no subject
Or killing people
Or anything else he wanted
no subject
And so he had a hold on you, I'm guessing. Since just fear of arrest alone probably wouldn't be enough to make you kill.
no subject
I thought he was the only person who could really care about me
no subject
I've read a little about people like that. Charismatic types, who do things like become cult leaders and the like. Who play on your vulnerabilities and do their damnedest to create new vulnerabilities to use. I bet you thought that because he made you think it, didn't he?
no subject
no subject
no subject
He didn't make me what I am
no subject
no subject
What I did will never be OK but every second I'm alive is a second I took from somebody else and I need to make it worth it, my being here
no subject
No: Jesse, you ought to think of yourself as what you ARE. Which isn't some guilt-ridden sinner shambling about seeking redemption, but as a force of good in the world. Because you ARE. You're not your past actions. You're not your mistakes. Those are all behind you, and they shape you but they are not you. You are who you are now: a hundred thousand moments of potential stretching into the future, every one of them a possibility for making the world better and brighter and kinder. You're not a hole desperately trying to fill yourself in. You're a beacon.
no subject
I'm gonna have to print this out
no subject
Oh, good. Though...Print it out in a 'this is good to read' way, right? Rather than a 'my god this girl is a nutter, look at this' way.
no subject
Get it tattooed or something
no subject
no subject
I don't know
Hard to think of a symbol
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)