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[redwinekindofgirl]

What are your families like?

Just curious. I mean, I guess most of us must have them.

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[abheirrant]

[It is rough, in some ways. Carlisle never quite knows what to think about her, or how he should feel about someone he, logically, should care for. However:]

I imagine we would not have gotten along, so perhaps it is for the best. If nothing else, her death kept me from knowing what expectations she would have of me, and how much I would fail at living up to them.

Tell me of your mother. What was she like?

[redwinekindofgirl]

Artistic and gentle, but really strong, too. She had to be to handle my dad. But she needed to be able to feel hopeful.

[abheirrant]

And what would your father have preferred? That you were less hopeful?

[redwinekindofgirl]

Less of a dreamer, I think.
Really fucked me up in the end.

[abheirrant]

That you were a dreamer? Or that your father had a far different vision for you?

[redwinekindofgirl]

Both, I guess.

Did you ever want to be something other than what everyone else expected you to be?

[abheirrant]

Always. I was expected to do great things, and it's not as though I did not try, but I'd have been happier if no one expected anything of me at all.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Yeah, I guess I can understand that. I don't think dad expected anything great out of me, but he sure had expectations. That kind of pressure has to suck.