USS Athena
Holodeck 2- Therapy in Unusual Places Day 2, Part 1
Posted by Ensign Viyara Nazeen (Scientist) in Holodeck 2- Therapy in Unusual Places Day 2, Part 1
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (CNS) in Holodeck 2- Therapy in Unusual Places Day 2, Part 1
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Holodeck 2- Therapy in Unusual Places Day 2, Part 1
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Her brows pulled together and her lips slightly pursed, Viyara stared at Janna for a moment and then seemed to almost deflate a little. Hugging herself around the middle again, though gently this time, she conceded in a low voice, “Maybe you’re right.” She then exhaled softly and turned around once more before walking a few steps away from Daggum and Janna till she stood right next to one of the trees in garden. Resting one hand against the trunk she remained silent for a little while and then asked softly, her voice just loud enough to carry back towards the other two, “What’s wrong with me? Why is all of this so difficult for me? Why can’t I … I don’t know … be like everyone else? Not so messed up and broken anyway?”
~Viyara
Daggum said quietly “I asked myself those exact same questions for a really long time, V… It’s hard because its new and unlike anything you’ve done before. And there isn’t anything wrong with you… and you aren’t messed up and broken. You just have a lot more weight on you than most people. And you’ve struggled with trying to balance it it for so long you wore yourself out. So… now you have to learn how to sort through some of the weight… drop some. Then you’ll feel a lot better… it just takes time, is all.”
Daggum
“Maybe,” Viyara replied and tiled her head to that it was resting against the trunk of the tree as well. “But it’s how I feel. And what if I can’t? What if I can’t sort through it, let go of some of it? And what if I do? Wha-” Her voice broke and she felt silent tears run down her cheeks as she sank to the ground. Suddenly all the anger, all her energy seemed gone. At least for the moment.
~Viyara
Daggum’s first instinct was to go pick her up and put her somewhere comfortable, but he instead looked at Janna with a questioning look.
Daggum
Janna gave him a small smile. She knew what she was doing here and she was glad Daggum was trusting her. Moving from her chair, Janna crouched before Viyara but she didn’t touch her just yet. “Do you remember what we talked about that first day? Discomfort breeds growth, Viyara. This place you’re in? It’s scary, yes, but it won’t hurt you. What if, what if? What if this is the moment where you become stronger than you ever knew possible? What if this is the moment you choose to no longer let your parents dictate how you feel about yourself and your life?” Reaching out, she lifted Viyara’s chin. “What if this is the turning point? But the hard part about about moments like this? They don’t just happen to us, we have to choose them. So if you’re ready to choose a new path, and if you think you’re ready to face this place where your mind takes you, I can give you some of the questions I know you’re desperate to have answers to. It might not make you feel better, but it will be a place to begin at.”
~Janna Kingston, CNS
Viyara didn’t try to turn her head, but at first she was unable to meet Janna’s gaze. Instead she looked down and slightly to the side, silent tears still trickling down her cheeks. But eventually she did manage to lift her gaze and looked at Janna; her expression at the same time full of fear and determination. Taking a deep breath, she nodded. “I think I am ready,” she replied, her voice quivering a little. “I really want to know what’s wrong with me. Information, knowledge is good. Whatever you can tell me: Please do.”
~Viyara
“Well let’s start by rephrasing things and looking at them differently. I do in fact have a name for the challenge that you’re struggling with. It’s not wrong, it just is right now, okay?”
Janna got back up and moved back to the table and smiled wearily at Daggum. It had bene a long twenty-four hours and they weren’t done here yet. But they were making progress and Janna was glad for that. “Are you still okay with Daggum sitting in on this?” Janna asked. “You’re allowed to change your mind.”
~Janna Kingston, CNS