It's the first day of Junior year and Idaia's feeling pretty good. She likes her classes so far, it's a beautiful day, and she just has an indescribable positive feeling. Her last class of the day has just let out and she has an entirely tolerable amount of homework.
Her phone rings.
"Hello?"
That is of course optimal but since emotions aren't reasonable and I can't always convince myself neither is on the table it helps to focus on the fact that what I have now is still better than what I had six months ago.
Snuggle. Hugging her sister really is better for her emotional health than most things.
Now we can look out for it. Why the fuck no one in this family says 'hey, I need support -"
She wanted MIT. She decided she needed to not hurt me with the cold than she needed me there.
Well, seems like she was wrong. Since you got over the cold and could have been around more than half the year anyway.
Yeah but 'deciding someone else's needs override mine so I will conceal the extent of mine' is a particularly common class of such, in this family!
She didn't conceal hers. We talked about it. I don't think she realized it would be this bad, either. I'm not sure she realized it was, before today.
Mhm.
...Also my cryophobia had a much higher--weight, to it, before I got you back, exposure therapy wouldn't have gone half as well without you to cling to.
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