He stops talking for a moment, hands in his pockets. Hate is a hard word. He doesn't hate, he's not really allowed to hate. Brow furrowed, he watches his feet on the stone.
"...I hate feeling useless." The words are spoken slowly, "All I do is go to the VA and if you say that "recovery is a full time job" I will hit you."
That overly serious nature vanishes and he grins. It makes him look slightly unbalanced.
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He stops talking for a moment, hands in his pockets. Hate is a hard word. He doesn't hate, he's not really allowed to hate. Brow furrowed, he watches his feet on the stone.
"...I hate feeling useless." The words are spoken slowly, "All I do is go to the VA and if you say that "recovery is a full time job" I will hit you."
That overly serious nature vanishes and he grins. It makes him look slightly unbalanced.