I'm pretty sure you already are suffering. I don't think the you from before would have cared nearly that much.
And I refuse to become my parents. Or you.
[...Shit. It's really tilting. He feels like he's on a capsizing boat. He looks through his peripheral vision for something to nonchalantly lean against.
[But there's nothing to grab. He shifts his footing slightly, one foot giving a minor slide back, to slightly widen it. Just a little. There's nothing else to be done for the balance issues.
[But shifting his footing isn't enough, so he forcibly sits himself down (okay, it's just 99% falling, and just enough coordination to not land in a heap on himself,) one hand going to his head while the other braces on the ground while he waits for the world to stop tilting to and fro.]
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And I refuse to become my parents. Or you.
[...Shit. It's really tilting. He feels like he's on a capsizing boat. He looks through his peripheral vision for something to nonchalantly lean against.
[But there's nothing to grab. He shifts his footing slightly, one foot giving a minor slide back, to slightly widen it. Just a little. There's nothing else to be done for the balance issues.
[But shifting his footing isn't enough, so he forcibly sits himself down (okay, it's just 99% falling, and just enough coordination to not land in a heap on himself,) one hand going to his head while the other braces on the ground while he waits for the world to stop tilting to and fro.]
Ngh...