Fic rec (I guess)

[oanja]

I just finished reading that 90k fanfic about Crowley going to therapy and now I'm just sitting here with that good empty feeling you get after you finish reading something great. Just wow. This is definitely a fic I'll come back to periodically over the years

Just in case you haven't been recced it yet here's the link https://archiveofourown.org/works/20177950

I have so many thoughts about Aubrey! Aaaah!

Do you ever just see a fic like this and get all jealous of other people's talent? I'm trying to be better about it, but sometimes, yeah sometimes it's hard. <3

I left the writing a pretty incoherent comment (which is why I very rarely comment on stories) and wanted to copy paste it here, because I think I need to think about this story more and I need to have this at hand

 

As someone who works in a counseling related job and as someone planning on becoming a psychotherapist eventually this sort of hit close to home. I may have over identified with Aubrey at times as well as being worried about her boundaries/coping mechanisms at others :D I was happy that she wasn't perfect and I wanted to know more about her (even though it wasn't the point of this story). I loved her thoughts about family therapy and couples counseling and how indignant she was when Crowley went off the script they had practiced :'D

I was very angry for her because she had to go to hell even though she didn't believe in any of that (as an atheist this book demands some suspension of disbelief when it comes to religion and especially the thought that the Christian god is the only one out there, when it makes no sense, if there is one god then all gods should be real etc) and I guess it's good that she found meaning in her existence down there, but at the same time it painted a bleak picture of her future/past as someone who only had their work. I suppose she never had a great work/life balance.

Wow, I really don't know what to say other than to ramble about Aubrey. I loved this story and will inevitably come back to it later once I've thought about it more and I'm sure I'll keep coming back to it for years to come. Thank you for sharing this!

edit. I forgot to mention how much I liked the moment in Crowley's car when he was saying he didn't even want to stay in Heaven and she was drawing those perfectly straight lines in her notebook and she just said she couldn't even imagine, but it felt like maybe she would have understood heaven a lot better than a lot of people. And then I was thinking about her thinking about what kind of therapist would fit Aziraphale and what kind of therapist she was/is and how she thought about Freud always bringing it back to mothers (fuck Freud btw) and how similar she might be to god (created in her image, right?) and why she was the right therapist for him. And how she grew that garden as she grew older and how that made her love living things and how that made her even more sure she did not want Her acceptance (or whatever). And then I got kind of angry again for her because She got the last say with her banal 'you do you' which seems so cruel and dismissive and argh! (which also makes me think about the afterlife in this kind of universe, like is everyone who's not a Christian go to hell? Or did she go to hell specifically because she rejected her or what? This is a rhetoric question, no need to reply, I'm basically just talking to myself) However, my point stands, I loved this story!