Posted Aug. 11, 2021, 9:51 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Ensign Viyara Nazeen (Scientist) in Holodeck 2- Therapy in Unusual Places Day 2, Part 1
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Holodeck 2- Therapy in Unusual Places Day 2, Part 1
Posted by Ensign Viyara Nazeen (Scientist) in Holodeck 2- Therapy in Unusual Places Day 2, Part 1
Posted by… suppressed (3) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
Daggum looked down at Janna and patted her hand in a way that said I trust you, do your thing and then he moved slightly so that V would have to dash through him if she decided to make a break for it.
Daggum
For a few moments Viyara was silent, her back still turned towards Janna and Daggum so that she didn’t see the glances they exchanged or that Daggum moved slightly to the side. Eventually she made a small huffing sound and then muttered a little tersely, “It used to work just fine.” Suddenly spinning around and flinging her arms wide, she exclaimed, “I hate it. I hate all of this. The way I feel and that suddenly nothing seems to work anymore the way it used to.” Her eyes were ablaze with anger. Yet beneath that anger she was not only afraid, but outright terrified. Something she subconsciously tried to hide as it made her feel vulnerable. And in her experience being vulnerable had never been a good thing.
~Viyara
“Because it was a false security, Viyara. It doesn’t work anymore because it never truly worked in the first place. And maybe it’s because you’re not the same person you were back then?” Janna said, her voice curious and forthright.
~Janna Kingston, CNS
Her brows pulled together and her lips slightly pursed, Viyara stared at Janna for a moment and then seemed to almost deflate a little. Hugging herself around the middle again, though gently this time, she conceded in a low voice, “Maybe you’re right.” She then exhaled softly and turned around once more before walking a few steps away from Daggum and Janna till she stood right next to one of the trees in garden. Resting one hand against the trunk she remained silent for a little while and then asked softly, her voice just loud enough to carry back towards the other two, “What’s wrong with me? Why is all of this so difficult for me? Why can’t I … I don’t know … be like everyone else? Not so messed up and broken anyway?”
~Viyara
Daggum said quietly “I asked myself those exact same questions for a really long time, V… It’s hard because its new and unlike anything you’ve done before. And there isn’t anything wrong with you… and you aren’t messed up and broken. You just have a lot more weight on you than most people. And you’ve struggled with trying to balance it it for so long you wore yourself out. So… now you have to learn how to sort through some of the weight… drop some. Then you’ll feel a lot better… it just takes time, is all.”
Daggum
“Maybe,” Viyara replied and tiled her head to that it was resting against the trunk of the tree as well. “But it’s how I feel. And what if I can’t? What if I can’t sort through it, let go of some of it? And what if I do? Wha-” Her voice broke and she felt silent tears run down her cheeks as she sank to the ground. Suddenly all the anger, all her energy seemed gone. At least for the moment.
~Viyara
Daggum’s first instinct was to go pick her up and put her somewhere comfortable, but he instead looked at Janna with a questioning look.
Daggum
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