critical role meme: [5/8] mighty nein members Fjord → That sword, and everything that came with it, was really the first sense of control I’ve had in my life, or the ability to control others, or even just affect a situation. I think, with a little reflection, I’m starting to realize that maybe I thought that the way to enforce, or shepherd others, was through darkness or force or threats. I stopped you in that moment and then I felt terrible, and I didn’t know if that meant that control meant feeling terrible all the time or if there was something wrong with the way that exchange went, and that and a million other things led to me realizing I don’t have to do things that way. I don’t have to do things in the way they were done to me. I don’t know if I’m more comfortable, or maybe if I just care a bit less, and I think that’s the better place for me to be.
