You run and you run, trying to hide, but you can’t hide. It’s so obvious when you’re screaming at the top of your lungs.
You want to be the warrior on your own, but you want to be noticed.
You want to be admired, you want people to sympathize.
You claim you don’t want to be saved, but you scream for safety and comfort. It’s bad when you can’t even take care of yourself.