[Darin's smile is bemused and weak. He wanders over to the wall nearest him and places a hand on it. Slowly, almost as if he were pushing into a pillow, with next to no effort, Darin's hand sinks into the metal wall, denting and shaping it to the contours of his hand. Then, he tightens his grip and he tears the metal screaming away from the wall, as if it were made of tissue paper. He crumples it into a ball and drops it with a hard clang.]
I've...never really known what it's like to have someone have a similar problem. After Dromas died...I was alone. I was constantly holding myself back...hiding what I could do. Measuring myself to what I thought would be normal for a kid to be able to do...then a teenager...and now as a grown adult.
no subject
[Darin's smile is bemused and weak. He wanders over to the wall nearest him and places a hand on it. Slowly, almost as if he were pushing into a pillow, with next to no effort, Darin's hand sinks into the metal wall, denting and shaping it to the contours of his hand. Then, he tightens his grip and he tears the metal screaming away from the wall, as if it were made of tissue paper. He crumples it into a ball and drops it with a hard clang.]
I've...never really known what it's like to have someone have a similar problem. After Dromas died...I was alone. I was constantly holding myself back...hiding what I could do. Measuring myself to what I thought would be normal for a kid to be able to do...then a teenager...and now as a grown adult.