I love this post! I think you're making an excellent analysis about Elena's silent strength (as well as her lack of it, too).
She knew what she wanted and she'd do what she had to get it, she had this relentless way of demanding things and she was often seen as a drama queen or a 'bitch' but that could be further from my six-year-old-mind's thought process. Your child-self is so epic, I cannot.
Everyone has, but to the point, her presence isn’t always physical, it’s cerebral. Strength is what you need at a certain point in your life to make it through to the next point and to the next and so forth; Elena is that. Elena is the one who picks up the pieces when they fall, she is the one who everyone else looks to for strength and she knows it. She is the one who silently cries and wishes that the ground would open up beneath her and swallow her whole; the one who people mistake for strong when what they see is resilience, which is a form of strength, however it’s her way of survival. And that is what I love most about her, she lets them all believe that she’s strong while she silently wishes for things that she shouldn’t, but she remains because she’s their hope and they need her because without her, they have nothing. Everything you say. I want it framed, please.
ELENA GILBERT IS AWESOME. When I started the words just kept flowing (in between tears, of course) and I couldn't stop... Elena gets all the credit here for being a character who makes you want to write continuously FOREVER AND EVER.
She knew what she wanted and she'd do what she had to get it, she had this relentless way of demanding things and she was often seen as a drama queen or a 'bitch' but that could be further from my six-year-old-mind's thought process.
Your child-self is so epic, I cannot.
Everyone has, but to the point, her presence isn’t always physical, it’s cerebral. Strength is what you need at a certain point in your life to make it through to the next point and to the next and so forth; Elena is that. Elena is the one who picks up the pieces when they fall, she is the one who everyone else looks to for strength and she knows it. She is the one who silently cries and wishes that the ground would open up beneath her and swallow her whole; the one who people mistake for strong when what they see is resilience, which is a form of strength, however it’s her way of survival. And that is what I love most about her, she lets them all believe that she’s strong while she silently wishes for things that she shouldn’t, but she remains because she’s their hope and they need her because without her, they have nothing.
Everything you say. I want it framed, please.
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