Imagine Person A breaking their leg, and Person B carrying them around the house, even though Person A can walk perfectly fine with their crutches. (Bonus: Person B continues to carry them around even after Person A’s leg has healed.)
I haven’t drawn for myself in ages, so have some ScheArl. :3c
Arle: S-SCHEZO!? What are you doing!? I can walk with my crutches just fine! Schezo: I only wish for your comfort in your time of recovery. Allow me to assist.
I respect your opinion and being vocal about it, but if you’re going to drag me into it by shoving your hate in my face, thinking you can change my opinion and guilt tripping me about it, then that’s not fucking cool.