Oh, yeah. Just great. [The tears are flowing freely as Christian says that, stinging his eyes and making his voice shake despite his reassurance. The grief hits hard, and pretty soon Christian is wiping his eyes with the back of his arm, holding back sobs.]
Not great.
[Not great at all. Who knew that feeling sadness would be this painful? It's physically trying, not just sad. It's worse than sad.]
It's okay. I'll be okay. Just need to breathe. S-so. [Deep breath.] This can't be the worst thing you've ever seen.
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Not great.
[Not great at all. Who knew that feeling sadness would be this painful? It's physically trying, not just sad. It's worse than sad.]
It's okay. I'll be okay. Just need to breathe. S-so. [Deep breath.] This can't be the worst thing you've ever seen.