Then she learns forward, burying her forehead - and face - temporarily against her knees. There's a slight pause as she stays like that, but then she mumbles from that position: ]
This place has mostly just been torture to me. I don't know how to withstand it anymore. [ It's so hard to latch onto that tiny bit of hope when reality is just so constantly overwhelming, after all. When it feels like the bad often outweighs the good.
Though her admitting as much out loud is already more than what she usually does - which is keeping all of that to herself, burying it where no one can see it. At least she's allowing him to see it at all. ]
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Then she learns forward, burying her forehead - and face - temporarily against her knees. There's a slight pause as she stays like that, but then she mumbles from that position: ]
This place has mostly just been torture to me. I don't know how to withstand it anymore. [ It's so hard to latch onto that tiny bit of hope when reality is just so constantly overwhelming, after all. When it feels like the bad often outweighs the good.
Though her admitting as much out loud is already more than what she usually does - which is keeping all of that to herself, burying it where no one can see it. At least she's allowing him to see it at all. ]