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Dr. Lance Sweets ([personal profile] lifetothefullest) wrote2017-04-10 08:48 pm
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torrefied: (ten of the worst kind sleeping in my bed)

[personal profile] torrefied 2017-10-10 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
[He frowns, left hand closing around the rosary that hangs around his neck.]

I'm no stranger to trauma, Dr. Sweets, and I don't mean just what I've experienced here in the past year. I - I manage what I've experienced.

[That's probably the single biggest lie Mello's currently telling himself. He doesn't manage; he ignores, compartmentalizes, distracts, finds something else on which to focus his energy and attention. Like he's doing now, breezing entirely over the issue and pushing ahead at full steam.]

The crux of the argument as to whether I've been brainwashed by my upbringing is the choice I made to serve as a sacrifice. But it was a rational decision. I weighed my options carefully. It was necessary.
torrefied: (this is a twister that would destroy you)

[personal profile] torrefied 2017-10-16 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[... Oh. Well. That's not actually the answer Mello expected to hear. He'd gone into this convinced that his answer was correct, that Sharon was wrong and L was - he's not sure what to think about what L said, honestly, the man is more of an enigma after a year of living with him than he had been when Mello knew him almost solely by reputation.

But he's already recognized Lance as an authority on the subject, an impartial third party with expertise beyond his own. How Mello reacts is by staring at Lance with an expression as if he's been slapped in the face, exhaling a quiet huh, and turning to the glass of water on the table in front of him, bringing it to his mouth for a long drink to fill the silence. He carefully considers this new information as he sets the glass down again and stares at his reflection in the glass, the distortion of his face, the ragged scar he gave himself by blowing up his hideout while he was still inside because he was determined to win, no matter the cost. Finally, after a long pause, he says, quietly:]


So they were right about me.
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[personal profile] torrefied 2017-12-07 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[His entire life feels like a series of things done wrong, sometimes. It's going to take some time for Mello to reconcile this analysis with what he has always believed about his life, his experiences, the way he was raised and the things he's done as a result. He'll need time to think it all over thoroughly, feed it through the machinery of his mind, force the pieces into the shape of something that makes sense.

Later. He can do all of that later. For now, Mello inhales a deep, slow, steadying breath and wills the shattered parts of his self-image to pull back together again.]


Thank you, Dr. Sweets. I appreciate your input, and your time today.