Lol, I agree, the irony of using a story to rant about not being able to speak about certain things is - well- ironic. And the story was really good. I think it was just the fact that the character felt she had a right to know, as though being made Merry's wife automatically gave her the right to push him, and that bugged me. As you said, people need to know that someone is there to listen for when they do want to speak, and if they are suicidal, then they definately need to let it out. But maybe I am dealing with this on too personal a level. My fiance still has troubles with things he's seen while in the service, he has been in for ten years. He has terrible trouble sleeping, and sometimes has horrible dreams. I have asked him if he wishes to talk, and he always shakes his head and then lights a cigarrette, and will sit in the dark for a long time just thinking. I know to push him further would only be detrimental. And much as it pains me to see him hurting, I know that some things need to be worked out on their own. Maybe one day he will talk to me, but it will have to be in his own time. Sorry to be rambling. I don't mean to sound priggish, or like I'm some worldly traveller. I just feel very strongly. It was just a story, but it bugged the heck out of me. Sorry.
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Date: 2004-04-03 07:18 am (UTC)But maybe I am dealing with this on too personal a level. My fiance still has troubles with things he's seen while in the service, he has been in for ten years. He has terrible trouble sleeping, and sometimes has horrible dreams. I have asked him if he wishes to talk, and he always shakes his head and then lights a cigarrette, and will sit in the dark for a long time just thinking. I know to push him further would only be detrimental.
And much as it pains me to see him hurting, I know that some things need to be worked out on their own. Maybe one day he will talk to me, but it will have to be in his own time.
Sorry to be rambling. I don't mean to sound priggish, or like I'm some worldly traveller. I just feel very strongly. It was just a story, but it bugged the heck out of me.
Sorry.