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Final Fantasy 8 belongs to the demigods at Square Enix and Sony and
it makes me sad
Written for fated(underscore)children at
livejournal, for the themes Lost and found, Sunshine,
Learning, Self Loathing and Abandoned .
Seifer
POV
There are so many who say they hate themselves, but what do they know of hate? What do they know of not being able to stand the sight of oneself, of loathing every new day that comes, of only living because you refuse to give up like this? Nothing, they don't know a thing.
They pretend to know what it's like to be me. They give me false sympathy, unwelcome pity I never asked for. They say they feel for me, that they know my life is hard, but they don't know anything. They have no idea of what it feels like to have your world crumbling beneath you while you try to find something, anything to hold on to. They don't know what it's like to be abandoned.
Fools, that's what they are. I pity them.
They say I'm lost, but I'm not, because they have no idea what it's like when someone turns around and comes back for you. They don't know what it's like to be found, to see sunshine through the clouds because of the unlikeliest of people.
What do they know of living each day to the fullest, of taking each day as it comes, of learning to accept yourself? Do they have a clue what it's like to live and be grateful for it? To live and have someone that share that with?
They don't.
And I pity them, the poor fools.
