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Jul. 29th, 2010 | 05:15 pm

So it's not like I didn't know what I was getting myself into when I took this job. I don't like hospitals. I especially don't like the parts of hospitals that are underground. And I especially especially don't like the parts of the hospital that are underground and up the hall from the morgue.

Yet I took a job in all three.

I was doing so well, being careful and trying to shut down some of those bits at work, but they finally found me today. Turned to see one sitting my office chair! In my chair! While I was breaking up boxes for all the textbooks I just received.

And they're hard to feel coming, too. Highly trained combat veterans who are supposed to be unseen. They get even better at it once they do.

I don't begrudge my gifts or my senses sometimes. But it would be nice to not be the target. I get that the vets aren't used to someone being near them who can actually tell, so they all want attention. But it's hard to handle sometimes--I get memories I never wanted and can't process. I've done enough terrible in my life, and I'm no Sin-Eater. Please, dead people, keep it to yourselves.

Fucking dead veterans. Knew this was coming.

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from: alryssa
date: Jul. 29th, 2010 10:08 pm (UTC)

Maybe you should refer them to my partner, he's much the same way and could use the distraction. Seriously, I don't know how he deals with it, it would freak me right the fuck out.

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from: irasciblehermit
date: Jul. 29th, 2010 11:50 pm (UTC)

this is pretty terrifying :(.

and you know, i think it would probably happen to me too.

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from: crispengray
date: Jul. 30th, 2010 02:54 pm (UTC)

Most of the time, I think they just want someone to listen. That's how I deal with it.

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