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// May 20th, 7:04 pm 
// Story: Transplants 
// by bahatumay 
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Hey Twilight!!

That looks excited. Did it go well?

There were a lot of tears. But I think it went well. I started by asking if she was happy here. She thought I was asking about the taco joint we were in and she looked around and was like ‘I guess’. I decided to just go for it and grabbed her hand and asked if she missed it. I didn’t even have to specify. She just broke down.
She thought she could push through it on her own. But she never wanted to come back here in the first place. And then she felt bad for saying that.
But I mean, I get it. She found a place she could be her, and I think that’s really all we want, right? Some place where we can just be… us. I found it with friends here, she found it with plants there.
That sounded better in my head.

I understood. 😉 And it’s not just plants, I promise. She’s getting equine interaction, too.

You know, I think a part of me thinks a part of her thought she didn’t deserve to be happy. 

😟

I know, right? She’s great. Sure, she’s better at talking with plants, but she deserves good things, and she’ll find them there.
Yeah, I’m already talking like she’s gone back.

We are. 😉

I guess it’s a done deal, then. 
I mean, I know it’s not the end. But it does feel a little ‘final’. 

Like I said, the portal is open. And really, if she helped you change, she’ll always be a part of you. 

I like that. Thanks, Twilight. Having you to help me has been amazing.

I don’t think I’m doing too much. I think you’re much better at this than you think you are.

I hope so.
Welp, got to go, I need to kick a friend out of the group for good! 😉

😒

Well, I thought it was funny.