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Stark ([personal profile] stykera) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2022-01-25 03:42 pm

Living with Trauma, Tuesday 1/25, 3rd Period

The lights in the classroom were at a normal level today and there was no screen set up. Stark, however, was still looking worse for wear. That probably wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.

“Welcome back. I said, in our first class, that I was very familiar with trauma. And grief. And loss. All of it. I am. And some of you are, too. The universe is often unkind.” Sometimes the universe was too unkind. “I try, when I can, to be kind. To help make up for it. That doesn’t always work. But I try.”

“That’s…one way I try to deal with things that have happened.” Other coping mechanisms included occasionally drinking heavily but that was probably not the sort of thing he ought to be telling students about. The drinking hadn't really done much to help so far, anyway. "Sometimes it's just a way to keep busy. Once I was asked by someone I love to watch over others in her absence. This class is…a way to help because I understand and a way to keep busy, now." It hadn't been just a way to keep busy originally. But then all of Stark's plans had changed rather suddenly, hadn't they?

“But I know how it feels, being hurt. Losing people. Witnessing terrible things. So I try and help and sometimes…sometimes that helps me as well. Not always. I don't think anything helps always. Maybe time. Even then...” Stark let his voice trail off and shrugged. "Sometimes that's not enough. Usually, at least, enough time will let you make room for things, even if the pain doesn't really go away. You learn to to live with it. It's part of you. Even if you wish it wasn't."

"There are no shortcuts for time. I wish there were. Although… time isn't so linear, always, as we think it is and that, that can cause its own trauma." Ask your teacher about that time he accidentally went through a tear in time and ended up causing the deaths of a bunch of nuns and children, kids! See what happens. Maybe he'll cry.