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lordofthefriesThis is a question for people who have been here for a very long time.
[The person speaking doesn't show their face onscreen, but sounds like a young woman. It's like they want to stay anonymous. but don't have the technical know-how to do that, so the public at large gets a view of boring berry bushes.]
Do you ever feel like you don't really belong here even after so long? I... I mean, I know none of us do since we're all from different worlds? But some people are happy... most people are happy? They're happy here. They have nice lives like they didn't have back where they're from, but you don't. Something always goes wrong or you're dumber than everybody else no matter how hard you try to learn and your friends keep leaving and even after they say it's okay to be their friend so you're stupid and believe them and all that happens is they leave again and you're the dummy. And you don't look like the other people so you're not pretty or handsome or anything like that and those books with the shiny pictures [they're called magazines, you sweet child] say you should look one way, but you don't no matter how hard you try.
[That was a little bit of a thought dump there, but if she stays on one idea too long, Sasha is afraid she'll start crying and soldiers aren't supposed to show emotion, at least none except anger because then anger can be used to get a mission done. Even this network post is breaking that rule.]
But you can't go home because home is bad and whoever picks people to go home never picks you anyway, so you just have to stay here and be...
[She wants to say "dumb and sad and lonely and ugly", but continues on without finishing.]
What do you do?
[Seek therapy, perhaps, but the hell does a child soldier know about that?]
[The person speaking doesn't show their face onscreen, but sounds like a young woman. It's like they want to stay anonymous. but don't have the technical know-how to do that, so the public at large gets a view of boring berry bushes.]
Do you ever feel like you don't really belong here even after so long? I... I mean, I know none of us do since we're all from different worlds? But some people are happy... most people are happy? They're happy here. They have nice lives like they didn't have back where they're from, but you don't. Something always goes wrong or you're dumber than everybody else no matter how hard you try to learn and your friends keep leaving and even after they say it's okay to be their friend so you're stupid and believe them and all that happens is they leave again and you're the dummy. And you don't look like the other people so you're not pretty or handsome or anything like that and those books with the shiny pictures [they're called magazines, you sweet child] say you should look one way, but you don't no matter how hard you try.
[That was a little bit of a thought dump there, but if she stays on one idea too long, Sasha is afraid she'll start crying and soldiers aren't supposed to show emotion, at least none except anger because then anger can be used to get a mission done. Even this network post is breaking that rule.]
But you can't go home because home is bad and whoever picks people to go home never picks you anyway, so you just have to stay here and be...
[She wants to say "dumb and sad and lonely and ugly", but continues on without finishing.]
What do you do?
[Seek therapy, perhaps, but the hell does a child soldier know about that?]
