[You know what, she hates that, actually. And she's alone right now, anyway.]
I did hear that he hit you, but I didn't get the extent of any damage that was dealt. But given what else I have been told, I would think you smart enough to know by now to not get into his personal space.
I'm less mad and it's more about keeping things from escalating when there's a common space there. And, to be perfectly fair with you, I value his comfort over having you be there.
Nothing against you, really, other than being a little annoyed that you hadn't learned all of this by now.
Avoidance only creates worsened fear reactions. Not that he told me to never get near him. We spoke before the weird weekend, and he consented to seeing me as long as I used sign... And I did. Not that it helped me.
As for escalation... I thought that his problem before was with how large and ethereal I appeared. I signed for him to give me his arm, and while I did reach forward, I did not touch him. I suppose he wasn't paying attention with how badly it startled him. Yet burns are worse the longer they are not treated.
My wrist is badly sprained and it will continue to be for several weeks.
For what it's worth, he was upset at himself after all that happened. Blamed himself for what had happened and stupid for being upset and having a response like he did.
That's what I'm not a fan of, the deprecation when he had all the right in the world to be scared of you. Exposing someone to their deepest fears, something that scarred them far deeper than one could know, is not going to work in getting them over that fear. Despite what some may think of me, I'm well aware of that particular fact.
If nothing else, I request, for his sake that you keep your distance unless it comes from his side. I saw how he reacted after the fact and I don't want to see it again. [While those words could take a threatening tone, they don't. In fact it sounds more... sad, than anything else.]
Nor am I saying the violence was just towards him. I don't hate you, though I can freely admit I do not trust you. But that's not uncommon with me to begin with. But I would rather something like this not happen again, for everyone involved.
Then do your best to dissuade him from any future plans to get himself in trouble. You do have his ear unlike any others, a privilege of sharing pillows, surely.
I’m concerned for Steven. When we spoke last he was worried that their friendship might not survive this. Both of those young men do not need fewer friends. Have they made up yet?
[Even if it’s better than texting, he still has to use his only good hand to hold the whole thing close enough to his head without laying down. ]
I know you're not a human and you know as well as I do that they'll do what they want. I can say what I want, but at the end of the day, if he's stubborn enough to do it then he's going to do it. [Doesn't mean she won't try, but... you know, there's only so much she can really do.
As for Steven...
Right.]
Steven takes things far, far out of context sometimes. As far as I'm aware, they're fine. Ignoring the fact I was sorely tempted to verbally take his face off for, once again, using his words but in ways that aren't actually productive.
He's not a bad man, necessarily, just needs to learn how to shut the fuck up and not assume things when he knows damn well what the actual truth is.
[Someone might still be a tad, tad bit salty. It's totally fine, just... ignore that. And the low rumbling in the background of this conversation.]
Then you know well enough that men will be stubborn when they want to be.
[Goddammit, welp.]
Assumptions that Tyler was beginning to hate him, things that absolutely were not there but of course the man has to take his own fuck-ups and turn them around on people.
I would love, one day, to meet a few men without a stubborn streak.
[ He sighs. ]
That sounds like the ramblings of a man held hostage by fear and doubt.
I see no true difference between that and the way Tyler speaks when he’s particularly upset.
I suspect your feelings around him aren’t particularly charitable?
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[Voice]
I did hear that he hit you, but I didn't get the extent of any damage that was dealt. But given what else I have been told, I would think you smart enough to know by now to not get into his personal space.
I'm less mad and it's more about keeping things from escalating when there's a common space there. And, to be perfectly fair with you, I value his comfort over having you be there.
Nothing against you, really, other than being a little annoyed that you hadn't learned all of this by now.
[Voice]
Avoidance only creates worsened fear reactions. Not that he told me to never get near him. We spoke before the weird weekend, and he consented to seeing me as long as I used sign... And I did. Not that it helped me.
As for escalation... I thought that his problem before was with how large and ethereal I appeared. I signed for him to give me his arm, and while I did reach forward, I did not touch him. I suppose he wasn't paying attention with how badly it startled him. Yet burns are worse the longer they are not treated.
My wrist is badly sprained and it will continue to be for several weeks.
[Voice, private as all hell]
For what it's worth, he was upset at himself after all that happened. Blamed himself for what had happened and stupid for being upset and having a response like he did.
That's what I'm not a fan of, the deprecation when he had all the right in the world to be scared of you. Exposing someone to their deepest fears, something that scarred them far deeper than one could know, is not going to work in getting them over that fear. Despite what some may think of me, I'm well aware of that particular fact.
If nothing else, I request, for his sake that you keep your distance unless it comes from his side. I saw how he reacted after the fact and I don't want to see it again. [While those words could take a threatening tone, they don't. In fact it sounds more... sad, than anything else.]
Nor am I saying the violence was just towards him. I don't hate you, though I can freely admit I do not trust you. But that's not uncommon with me to begin with. But I would rather something like this not happen again, for everyone involved.
[Voice, private as all hell]
I’m concerned for Steven. When we spoke last he was worried that their friendship might not survive this. Both of those young men do not need fewer friends. Have they made up yet?
[Even if it’s better than texting, he still has to use his only good hand to hold the whole thing close enough to his head without laying down. ]
[Voice, private as all hell]
As for Steven...
Right.]
Steven takes things far, far out of context sometimes. As far as I'm aware, they're fine. Ignoring the fact I was sorely tempted to verbally take his face off for, once again, using his words but in ways that aren't actually productive.
He's not a bad man, necessarily, just needs to learn how to shut the fuck up and not assume things when he knows damn well what the actual truth is.
[Someone might still be a tad, tad bit salty. It's totally fine, just... ignore that. And the low rumbling in the background of this conversation.]
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[ That isn’t what he asked, but he’s happy to see where the fuck this is going.]
...Now what assumption is this that he made?
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[Goddammit, welp.]
Assumptions that Tyler was beginning to hate him, things that absolutely were not there but of course the man has to take his own fuck-ups and turn them around on people.
But what do I know, I'm not a human, now am I?
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I would love, one day, to meet a few men without a stubborn streak.
[ He sighs. ]
That sounds like the ramblings of a man held hostage by fear and doubt. I see no true difference between that and the way Tyler speaks when he’s particularly upset.
I suspect your feelings around him aren’t particularly charitable?