So letās take that scene where Yara is basically working her way through a āThings Never to Say to a Trauma Survivorā checklist š¤£ š„° -dismissal, check; minimising, check; insult, check; trying to control him, check (& her worst blunder is probably the āI donāt care what you want!ā line), etc. Now some were appalled and maybe it is appalling, HOWEVER (& here I wonāt be talking of how Yara got her own damage and couldnāt do better, though thatās true also, but about what I find genuinely charming about it):
We all know that dismissal as response to harm/injustice is hurtful. I think this is a nearly universal hurt, in that, weāve all experienced it to various degrees. What not all know, because not all have experienced it fully, I believe, is that being seen as object of horror/pity is very awful, also. Now Iāve spoken to enough people in life whoāve been hurt to know that many people fantasise about this response. Itās what the hurt/comfort fic trope is made of, I believe, the fantasy that someone notices and someone is horrified on your behalf. I am familiar with the fantasy & have no judgements. Undeniably, too, though, being looked at with fear, horror, pity, disgust, at the state of your body, at the state of your psyche, āscaringā people with your āsymptomsā, with a damage dealt, is in real a very wretched experience. Itās alienating, itās crushing, it reinforces this sense of being an entity apart from humanity. Itās bad and I rather cherish memories of inappropriate little jokes, instead. Theon, of course, became a walking horror. What was DONE to you???? What have you become????Ā Who (what) are you??? Creepy, chilling, disgusting, nonhuman.
In light of that, a breathy little dismissal nearly feels like a breath of fresh air. Sheās unfazed. Itās not āMy brother is deadā any more, itās āPfff, youāve had some bad years, havenāt we all, thatās all that isā, which, while inappropriate of course, still reinstates him as a) brother (kin) b) fellow human being with just universally human problems that can be understood and overcome. And for all its roughness I actually, in a really weird way, KIND OF like that.