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x_logs isn't RPG canon, right?

So, here. This is a journal entry Storm will never actually write.

I am not angry about losing Jean.

I am not angry because I didn't do enough to protect the children, although I didn't.

I am not angry at Charles because he could wipe my mind out in a second, could have destroyed everyone I loved just by thinking about it.

I am not angry because John Allerdyce couldn't face growing up.

I am not even angry that it all falls to me, that I get to be the sane one, the calm one, the centered one, the one who takes care of everyone else, the eye of the storm.

I am angry because she loves us enough to give us /life/, and we are pissing her sacrifice away in hate and useless sorrow and recrimination and fear.

She is stronger than I ever will be: in the end, she chose love over fear.