"I'm starting to realize just what's happened to me." Stephanie replied. "I'm not feeling good at all. I feel like a puppet, like a pawn. And I never, ever, want to be used like this again, by anyone."
Stephanie was currently holding a fragile equilibrium between deep self-loathing and rage.
"I know I can't do what needs to be done right now. I'm not strong enough. And that's a very hard thing for me to admit. I like to help other people. I don't like accepting help, but I need it. Desperately." She managed to hold Rachel's gaze while saying all of this.
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Stephanie was currently holding a fragile equilibrium between deep self-loathing and rage.
"I know I can't do what needs to be done right now. I'm not strong enough. And that's a very hard thing for me to admit. I like to help other people. I don't like accepting help, but I need it. Desperately." She managed to hold Rachel's gaze while saying all of this.