The days continued as they were. Korra would go find Bolin, he would stop her from touching the knife.

She was glad. As much as she wanted so badly to touch the sharp objects, she couldn't. Not with Bolin around. And the scars started to heal.

But that didn't change how she felt about herself.

"Bolin, I feel so useless. So pointless. Like there is no use to my existence. There should be a different avatar," she would say, and it would make him want to tear his heart out.

"You're not worthless," he would say back, but it never sank in.

"I feel better now, Bo," she'd sigh at the end of the night, but he knew the next day, she'd feel as bad, or worse.

The days went on, and he started to realize her mannerisms had changed. Even when they were alone, she would hide her arms. They seemed so obvious to him. The way her smile was different. She wasn't exuberant as usual. Everything was different about her. But it seemed to blow right over everyone else's head.

This didn't surprise him at all. She was so particular about how she was; no one would get the chance to notice.

"It's like I want them to notice on their own, but they won't," she said one night, when she felt extra alone.

He wished he could scream it to the world, have them help her. He knew they cared. Of course they did. Everyone cared about her and wanted her to be happy. Even Mako, who had a weird way of showing it, with him being away with Asami all the time. He saw the two lovebirds less and less. At least so did Korra. He was glad Korra didn't have to see them all the time.

When she did, it was awful.

Some of her worst days were when Mako and Asami stayed home. She'd either lock herself in her bedroom or hide in the library, not reading, just crying.

As the days went on, it became more than that. The sadness she was feeling was stifling her airbending progress, and it made her even more down on herself.

The next night, she was the worst she ever had been. "I'm not worth anything Bo. I can't make a measly puff of air. I'm not worth it. Even my waterbending is failing me."

He looked at her with solemn eyes. Not angry that she wouldn't change her mind. No. He was sad. He was so sad that she couldn't see how amazing she was. He knew that, but she wouldn't believe it.

"Korra, you are so unbelievably perfect it's not even funny," he choked out, ready to cry at seeing her so sad. "I see so much in you. Your future, it's going to be amazing. You are going to get out of this mess, then you are going to be the best and most badass avatar ever."

"No—"

He cut her off. He wasn't going to let her say one more awful thing about herself. "Don't you see? I want so bad for you to beat this sadness. I want you to fight this darkness, and I want you to win. And I want you to live for years and years. And I want for you to get through this, and be so glad you did. And I want you to be so much stronger for it. And I want for you to find so much happiness, more happiness than I will ever find. I want you to find fulfillment and peace. But most of all, I wish you could get even just a tiny glimpse of all that I see in you. All that I see you can be, all that I want you to find and become, all that I believe you can grow into. And you will be amazing."

She sat there, absolutely speechless.

"Do you really think that about me Bo?" She asked, baffled at what he just said.

"Of course."

She started to cry and he held her.

"I'll tell you that until you truly understand how great you are."