Asylum!peter brian

Please be kind - and trust me, I know..I know...

This was the initial sketch. I tried to ink it and ruined it. Turned it into Much!Older!EmmettKelly!pg, somehow, heh.

Bzuh.

Inching closer, though; I think.

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She frowned; leaning in more towards the glass.

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Explaining myself to people serves two purposes, I think:

a) seeing how far I've come
b) realizing how things REALLY were - through the vehicle of others' eyes - and making damned sure they never get that way, again

Just sayin'.

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I remember the first time I heard, 'Shakin' The Tree' like it was yesterday. Had just finished running the sweeper in my living room. I was alone - actually ALONE - and THAT was what I was doing with my free time.

It broke something, inside me, and I stood there in the instreaming sunlight and cried. Every word was true. Every word spoke to me in a personal way. I'd never heard validation like that..it was foreign to me.

And from that moment on, I could feel myself trying to come home..and KNEW that the life I was living was NOT normal - no matter HOW 'expected of me' it was - and I knew that I had to get OUT, in order to survive.

It took me nearly a decade to do it, sad to say.

Thanks, _scarlet_ibis_ for bringing that memory back to me. I will hold it fast in my fist.

*frolics in the surf with pg, getting our pantlegs all wet and laughing*