You're where the Wild Things are...

An in-character blog set in the universe of EVE Online. These are the private diary entries of Lady Ekaterina Mariya deSilvestris, a minor Amarrian Noble and Capsuleer. Other existing characters within EVE will be referred to throughout, though any opinions and views expressed are those of this character. These entries may touch on or directly address mature themes such as violence, sexuality, race and ethnicity, and mental health. As noted, any views are those of the character.

Before we begin, I feel it important to say a few words on the subject of mental health. Ekaterina, or Ekat as many call her, is something of a troubled soul. This aspect of her character is a personal choice I have made, for very personal reasons. Although EVE is a game in which the players can immerse themselves to a greater or lesser degree as they wish, mental health is a very real issue for many people. Those two simple words cover a myriad different issues and concerns that affect people directly or indirectly every day all, over the world.

If you find yourself affected by any issues touched upon in these posts, or if you face your own troubles, please know that there are people out there you can turn to; doctors, friends, family - there is ALWAYS someone. If you are an EVE player, then Broadcast 4 Reps chat is available, staffed by wonderfully kind and good-hearted volunteers. If you know of someone who has mental health issues, then please just let them know you are there. It doesn't have to be anything big, just a smile, a cup of tea, a quick phone call about last night's game - just a little thing to show they aren't forgotten.

You Never Fly Alone.
26-10-YC121

Assisting Commander Kley in service to the Sarum Family is excellent focus.  It is some time, admittedly, since I last commanded an Apocalypse-class, but it was a positive experience to have the Brize back in action after a refit.  Commander Kley is an excellent Fleet Commander, and it was an honour to be asked to serve alongside her.  Wayward self-aware drones are perhaps not the greatest immediate threat to our Empire, but left unchecked they could become so, and so it is no waste to deal with their hives from time to time.  It also brought a modest amount of salvage, and something I think Felix may find quite useful in his research.  I will send him a message later.  I have a few items that he can make much better use of.

I have tried so very hard to keep my mind clear and focused these last few days.  Seeing Sirna again has left me very confused, a confusion I would no doubt feel even had Constantin not appeared in my life.  I had thought all that left behind, put to rest, difficult though it was to do; but, no, nothing is ever so simple.  I envy those who can simply walk away from a situation, like Edward, or seemingly switch off their emotions and think clearly, calmly, rationally, like Captain Elkin or Aldrith.  Neither of those options are open to me; no matter how I try, no matter that I at times feel so outside and detatched from it all, I still feel, and I am still ruled by my emotions.  There are times, it is true, that this is not perhaps such a terrible way to be; but it has brought me so much trouble more times than I care to count.  I fear it is to bring me trouble again. I shall pray for Her guidance tonight.
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