Following some asshole's orders is shit anyway.
[ He has to reach really deep here, mostly being this is treading into emotional territory. ]
Maybe there isn't any universal perfection. People can't agree on simple shit, let along what makes something perfect. Probably no one would agree on what I think is.
Maybe all you have to do is define your version of perfection. Who do you want to be? Forget everyone else and what they think. The only person who can tell you who you are is you. Not some asshole sergeant. Not some random shithead. Just you.
You want to do what's right, whether the law at the time says it is. You don't want to follow anyone's orders. That's a framework. You can build from there, just like putting a gun together.
[ He has to reach really deep here, mostly being this is treading into emotional territory. ]
Maybe there isn't any universal perfection. People can't agree on simple shit, let along what makes something perfect. Probably no one would agree on what I think is.
Maybe all you have to do is define your version of perfection. Who do you want to be? Forget everyone else and what they think. The only person who can tell you who you are is you. Not some asshole sergeant. Not some random shithead. Just you.
You want to do what's right, whether the law at the time says it is. You don't want to follow anyone's orders. That's a framework. You can build from there, just like putting a gun together.
[ Sex is always easier. Felix would be absolutely okay with doing that instead. ]
It might not feel like it, but you aren't someone else. We did a lot of shit and we changed, sure, but you're still you underneath it all.
Younger me was naive and stupid and more scared about dumb shit than I let on, but I'm still me. Kind of like distilled me. I know what I can do now. And what I can't. It's the same with you.
You didn't lose yourself. You're still right here. Try not to be so hard on yourself.
It might not feel like it, but you aren't someone else. We did a lot of shit and we changed, sure, but you're still you underneath it all.
Younger me was naive and stupid and more scared about dumb shit than I let on, but I'm still me. Kind of like distilled me. I know what I can do now. And what I can't. It's the same with you.
You didn't lose yourself. You're still right here. Try not to be so hard on yourself.
[ If this is what talking about his feelings get him... ]
You can change again. People are malleable. You can be whatever you want to be.
All the time. Come on. If we never took Hargrove's stupid job I'd still be alive. Maybe we'd get brought here anyway but I'd be able to go home.
If we weren't on Reach, maybe I wouldn't have gotten so fucked up. If I think about it, it'll drive me crazy. Because I can't change it and I hate being helpless. I guess it's just easier looking ahead. Because looking behind me's just going to fuck me up more.
You can change again. People are malleable. You can be whatever you want to be.
All the time. Come on. If we never took Hargrove's stupid job I'd still be alive. Maybe we'd get brought here anyway but I'd be able to go home.
If we weren't on Reach, maybe I wouldn't have gotten so fucked up. If I think about it, it'll drive me crazy. Because I can't change it and I hate being helpless. I guess it's just easier looking ahead. Because looking behind me's just going to fuck me up more.


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