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Soarin has a lot on his mind and his mind has a lot to tell him.

But it's better to ignore it.

Especially when he's just fine.


Suicide/Self Harm tag due to certain themes within the story. Nothing explicit.

This story contains LGBT themes. (Emphasis on Bisexual).

An entry in the A Thousand Words Contest under Experimental.

Preread by The Sleepless Beholder.

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Comments ( 9 )

Real gut punch that makes you feel bad for the guy. Soarin definitely deserves more attention and I'd say this fic does him some well-deserved justice.

I know the feeling of having your self-worth heavily tired to ones skills and it's had to let go and accept that you won't reach those skills again. The worst are those parasite thoughts that keep popping inside your head at random moments.

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Do you still live a quiet life?

The fic is good. Poor Soarin'...

Hmmm... I wonder if Soarin' has some body dysmorphia issues... good story either way! It was great!

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Poor Soarin! C'mere bud, hug time while I tell you all that stuff you think about yourself is wrong!

He's
Feeling
Irrelevant,
Nastily
Existential.

The "For your body" does a great job of demonstrating how this sort of thing isn't at all rational or self-consistent. Yes, the body that those same intrusive thoughts just attacked him letting slip into flab. Terribly effective presentation of niggling doubts and the absolute worst way to deal with them. Well done; best of luck in the judging.

It was his favourite perch in Cloudsdale. A secluded place for him to watch the sun set on its guided path towards the horizon. Somewhere quiet for him to be alone with his thoughts as he went over the events of the day.

To think about whether you should jump off the edge and end things.

oof, great setup of the structure! sets the mood and really jumps right in with a knife-stab by the thought

You had laid on the couch for more than half of it.

relating to this part a bit too much

Even if he did end up… retiring due to his age, he’d still have a place on the team as an instructor or a… desk… jockey. But it was hardly something to focus on as Soarin was still well in his prime.

And unable to get yourself off the couch without a job making you.

augh, really feeling that depression now

Except for the age difference.

How close you are to losing your position.

That your relationship will end along with your career.

augh, that voice is so good at drilling into the negatives and the self-doubts and the self-hatreds and the what-could-go-wrongs

Except when you weren’t useful.

When they replaced you with her.

and oof. that did happen in that episode, didn't it? it does seem uncharacteristically not very cash money of these ponies that Rainbow Dash is supposed to look up to, and yeah, hard not to see it as a heartbreaking betrayal that is a lot heavier than what the episode portrays

And with Rainbow Dash of all ponies.

Fastest flyer of a generation. Maker of the rainboom. Element of Loyalty. A list of achievements longer than anypony he had ever met. A natural genius when flying.

it's interesting, because of all the characters, Rainbow Dash is the most "out of scope" in the setting of the show, somehow being the fastest flier around even as a filly! and with all her accomplishments, she should be casting a shadow on all the other Wonderbolts and not the other way around, and though the canon nods to that it still doesn't quite feel right. but this, this takes it seriously, and it's so great

Just fine.

He returned to his prior position, hanging his forehooves over the railing. The sun was well past the horizon and bathed the landscape in a comforting orange glow.

It was beautiful.

You should end things.

It filled him with joy.

They can easily replace you.

It was…

You’re expendable.

Bittersweet.

A sour tang mixed with sweet sunshine.

and augh, this part was beautiful! bittersweet, indeed, what a perfect way to describe it

He didn’t see any reason to listen to such nonsense.

That a part of you knows is all true.

and ugh, i would love so much for this story to end with Soarin' having an answer to shut up the voices for good, but no, life is not that clean. the voices have to get the last word in the exchange.

He stepped away from the edge, his thoughts still loudly giving their opinions on his current state.

Soarin tuned it out.

He didn’t have any time to waste on himself.

and glad to see Soarin' able to tune it out, but augh, it's just tuning it out, isn't it? day by day, having to remember to apply the lesson every time. augh, poor Soarin'!


that self-doubt, that self-hatred, all of it felt so real and i just want to give Soarin' a hug and wave a unicorn horn to make all those awful and untrue thoughts go away. if your goal was to make me feel you did a really great job here, Otter!

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