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I promise you things will get so much better when you start processing people’s behavior as information rather than a verdict on your self-worth. If someone doesn’t text back, suddenly pulls away, whatever it may be, the solution isn’t to put on a tap dance for them and try to regain their approval. It’s not to crash out on them and try to force them to react a certain way. It’s just to take a step back, take a deep breath, and assess what this tells you. What’s this saying about them? What’s this saying about you??
Like people’s actions are data points rather than death sentences. It could even be a data point about you. It could be that you’re not being a great friend, it could be that there’s something you guys miscommunication. Or it could be that they themselves don’t have the means to be consistent, aren’t in the headspace to meet you where you are, whatever. But this is always data rather than a judgment. Even if you’re the problem, behavior can change. Also, in the context of someone pulling back without explaining away, and assuming they didn’t give you a reasonable explanation in the first place, it’s also a data point that they’d react that way rather than communicate. Situations are always very context dependent, but they’re also always data.
All Trinity wants to do is sink her teeth into Dr. Al-Hashimi’s neck-no, that’s not right.
All Trinity wants to do is get through her shift, go home and sleep in her plush, cozy coffin bed. Maybe a little fast food on the way home - there was a creep hanging around that Emma mentioned a few times.
She just needed to get through these stupid charts… which would be 10,000 percent easier if Dr. Baran Al-Hashimi wasn’t walking around smelling like she was born to tempt Trinity.
Bite her.
Shut up.
You are obsessed with her. Like father, like daughter.
T'iras loin dans la vie, go write some emo lyrics or something.
Rude, who raised you?
Fingers snapped in front of her face and Trinity zeroed in on Dana. “Santos? You’re drooling… stop evaluating Dr. Al-Hashimi’s ass and go save some lives.”
All Trinity wants to do is sink her teeth into Dr. Al-Hashimi’s neck-no, that’s not right.
All Trinity wants to do is get through her shift, go home and sleep in her plush, cozy coffin bed. Maybe a little fast food on the way home - there was a creep hanging around that Emma mentioned a few times.
She just needed to get through these stupid charts… which would be 10,000 percent easier if Dr. Baran Al-Hashimi wasn’t walking around smelling like she was born to tempt Trinity.
Bite her.
Shut up.
You are obsessed with her. Like father, like daughter.
T'iras loin dans la vie, go write some emo lyrics or something.
Rude, who raised you?
Fingers snapped in front of her face and Trinity zeroed in on Dana. “Santos? You’re drooling… stop evaluating Dr. Al-Hashimi’s ass and go save some lives.”
