"I'm...tired of this" kalimda said softly, choosing her words carsful, "tired of living in fear that I will break down, that I will causs someone to be killed because of raging anger, or lead someone to do something drastic, tired of having to think about control, tired of having this cursed ability. I'm not strong enough. I can't even stand feeling the small bouts of pain from someone being hit with a tennis ball, let alone other, stronger emotions"