Not everybody understands that. Even the ones that say they do sometimes don't.
Knowledge like that makes a person second-guess themselves. Make comparisons to a person they can never meet, and never be. Everyone deserves to be their own person. I've seen how it plays out too many times.
"Doing worse" isn't much of a credit to your abilities, Jaime.
It's a great deal more complicated than, "I met a guy with your face, but a different history." We can't say, oh, this version is from the Unrepentant Asshole dimension, and that version is from the Made For TV Movie dimension.
The answer is six and a half years. I was exported once, when I was twelve, and on my end it was for a single day. On this end, maybe two weeks passed at the most. There is nobody who's been around longer than me. The only ones with a comparable time-frame are middle-aged men at varying saturations of asshole.
It absolutely lessens the importance of having them, when not a single one lasts.
"Who I am" isn't exactly an existence to aspire to. If it's the friendships I've made that made me this way, then I shouldn't have made them in the first place.
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Knowledge like that makes a person second-guess themselves. Make comparisons to a person they can never meet, and never be. Everyone deserves to be their own person. I've seen how it plays out too many times.
That's why I keep my ghosts to myself.
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[He's totally full of it; Bart's version of Jaime absolutely made him second guess himself, but... hopefully the one Ruka knew wasn't evil.]
When it comes to talking to people about different versions of themselves you could do worse than me.
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It's a great deal more complicated than, "I met a guy with your face, but a different history." We can't say, oh, this version is from the Unrepentant Asshole dimension, and that version is from the Made For TV Movie dimension.
Knowledge changes things.
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Though I'm guessing the one you knew wasn't from the Unrepentant Asshole dimension or else he'd be a pretty tough guy to be friends with.
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But I'm sorry you lost him. Must have sucked seeing me here.
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The answer is six and a half years. I was exported once, when I was twelve, and on my end it was for a single day. On this end, maybe two weeks passed at the most. There is nobody who's been around longer than me. The only ones with a comparable time-frame are middle-aged men at varying saturations of asshole.
It absolutely lessens the importance of having them, when not a single one lasts.
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But you are who you are because of them. That's pretty darn important.
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Not quite what I was getting at. What, there's nothing good you can point to that came from someone else?
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Not really, no.
[ Getting her to acknowledge that there's anything good about her period is a struggle. ]
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