“Not yet?” Amy asked.
“Not yet. You shouldn’t hate yourself for what you did in a moment of desperation. Hate yourself for what you do after. Hate yourself for your cowardice, your refusal to step up and help at this moment, right now, your refusal to participate in this world that you never even tried to understand. That’s a conscious call you’re making, and you know it’s the wrong one.”
Perhaps it is, but I don’t think it’s one to hate herself over. It does tie in with the one part of Taylor’s philosophy that I’m certain Wildbow agrees with, though: the whole anti-bystanderism angle.
All of a sudden I want Amy to meet Charlotte.
Amy hugged her arms to her chest. She shook her head a little, as if she was denying what Tattletale was saying.
“I won’t listen to her again! I won’t!”
Tattletale went on. “You need to make the right calls, and you need to start now, because you’re approaching the point of no return.
No she isn’t.
You start making amends, you start doing your part, and you undo what you did, and you do it ASAP, because if you don’t, you’re going to hit the hard ground at the bottom of that slippery slope.”
But this is still good advice. Face her past, fix it rather than run away from it.
“But-”
Tattletale didn’t give Amy a chance to finish. She kicked her heels and Bentley charged off.
Well, guess that’s the end of that, uh, conversation.
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