[Chuck makes a small tsk of frustration into his drink. This is about the thirtieth dream He's been to so far, and Newcomers are such tough nuts to crack sometimes- especially when a subconscious is locked up as tight as Frau's, barely letting anyone through.
It's tiring. Really tiring. The exhaustion with hand-holding everyone through some kind of internal acceptance of themselves is getting to him, and making him cut corners. Hell, maybe it's better. All they need is healing, right? Self-acceptance has to come on their own. That's not God's jurisdiction.
Right?]
So what about the stuff you think is your fault? How's it on your head?
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It's tiring. Really tiring. The exhaustion with hand-holding everyone through some kind of internal acceptance of themselves is getting to him, and making him cut corners. Hell, maybe it's better. All they need is healing, right? Self-acceptance has to come on their own. That's not God's jurisdiction.
Right?]
So what about the stuff you think is your fault? How's it on your head?