Katherine Pierce is coming for your blood. (psychobitchvamp) wrote in wariscomingcom, @ 2012-09-05 23:52:00 |
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Okay, so I fully expect a lot of snarky and hateful and entirely rude answers, here because, hey, look, it's me and people tend to not respond well to me. But I have some real things I'm trying to understand, here, so maybe some of you not-quite-so-judgmental types can help me wrap my head around this...
What makes my instinct for self preservation and survival so big when almost everyone else here is so entirely ready to take a kill shot for people in their lives? What makes all of you so willing to offer yourself up to be the sacrificial lamb? When does the line between saving yourself and sacrificing yourself for someone else begin to blur? What makes you slide from one into the other?
I fully expect answers that run somewhere along the lines of "You're a selfish bitch who isn't capable of love, so you'll never understand it." Looking at you, Branson, but can anyone give me something deeper than that? My own theory: Being on the run from an Original I severely pissed off who wants me dead, tends to kick that survival instinct into high gear and the greater part of 500 years of it probably just made it more natural for me. And maybe that answer I'm expecting to hear has a little something to do with it too. I don't agree that I'm not capable, I know am, I've felt it before...and it's been bit of a driving force behind the things I've done, even if I did go about them in the wrong ways...but maybe what I've felt isn't as...complete as what you all have felt and I'm sure that makes a difference.
I don't know if anyone can get this across to me in ways tha make sense, but I figure it's worth a shot.