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dreamsanddisasters2014-10-14 09:55 am
mistersarcastic) wrote in dreamsanddisasters2014-10-14 09:55 am
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Hotline (for Sarah)
[ Well, interesting. This is where he's ended up, after everything. Secret shared, Bruce is really, actually alive, and when it finally leaves his hands he understands why he held onto it for so long, why he searched alone and risked taking it to his grave and condemning them both.
It gave him purpose, a reason to wake up in the morning and tell himself, "let's try really hard to not die today."
He's not trying so hard anymore. With this many assassins and killers and maniacs on his tail--
(amazing, really, how many people in this world pursue killing as a career)
--he's been playing a game of Russian Roulette, and maybe it's not him that'll pull that trigger, but he's not quitting the game, either. Does that count as suicidal intent? He's not sure. He's calling the hotline anyway. ]
Hey, so, hypothetical. Is it considered suicide if you keep putting yourself in situations where it's certain death, and it just sort of happens?
[ Or would he get a Darwin award for that instead?
Maybe he should be talking to Dick about this rather than to a perfect stranger on the phone. Dick is his brother. It'd be a great segue to reopen communication, to see if they can bring their relationship back to what it was: "Hey, Dick, I think I really do need to see that therapist."
But, he thinks, they're far past that point. He'd wanted help and support, to be listened to and believed, but that was then and this is now; things have changed. Calling the hotline isn't him reaching out. It isn't him looking to be convinced or persuaded. For someone with no god to pray to, this is him making his peace with the preacher. ]
It gave him purpose, a reason to wake up in the morning and tell himself, "let's try really hard to not die today."
He's not trying so hard anymore. With this many assassins and killers and maniacs on his tail--
(amazing, really, how many people in this world pursue killing as a career)
--he's been playing a game of Russian Roulette, and maybe it's not him that'll pull that trigger, but he's not quitting the game, either. Does that count as suicidal intent? He's not sure. He's calling the hotline anyway. ]
Hey, so, hypothetical. Is it considered suicide if you keep putting yourself in situations where it's certain death, and it just sort of happens?
[ Or would he get a Darwin award for that instead?
Maybe he should be talking to Dick about this rather than to a perfect stranger on the phone. Dick is his brother. It'd be a great segue to reopen communication, to see if they can bring their relationship back to what it was: "Hey, Dick, I think I really do need to see that therapist."
But, he thinks, they're far past that point. He'd wanted help and support, to be listened to and believed, but that was then and this is now; things have changed. Calling the hotline isn't him reaching out. It isn't him looking to be convinced or persuaded. For someone with no god to pray to, this is him making his peace with the preacher. ]