[Those words lay him open — the reassurances, the unity in a problem they face together, the acceptance and understanding. If they're doing everything right, is it supposed to feel like this? The emotional pain is like its own weapon, sinking deep in his chest and cutting open corners of his mind he's tried to seal himself against. To protect, out of awareness of that danger. To cauterize against that flow of unending feeling.]
I don't know that this is normal. I told you why. It's different for me. It's so much stronger.
[Why would Cy choose to be with someone like him, especially in a place like this?]
Knife handling. But when I hold the knife I just bleed from it and it won't stop.
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I don't know that this is normal. I told you why. It's different for me. It's so much stronger.
[Why would Cy choose to be with someone like him, especially in a place like this?]
Knife handling. But when I hold the knife I just bleed from it and it won't stop.