He breathes, deep and slow, to prove that he's okay now. There's no rasp or crackle in his lungs -- they're clear. It's his brain that's all muddled up.
It's fine if other people are gay, are lesbians, are bisexual. But for Eddie to be? Not safe. Never. Not with Sonia Kaspbrak determined to stamp out any sign of sickness that came near her fragile little boy, and so sure of her awful ideas that queerness was a kind of sickness of the mind. She was wrong, and Eddie knows that now, but... he still can't apply it to himself.
'Don't think it and you're safe. All those terrors of infection and rot won't get you if you don't think about it.'
"I just need time," Eddie says quietly. "Thank you for giving me time. Thank you for not being angry."
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Date: 2023-10-01 02:46 am (UTC)He breathes, deep and slow, to prove that he's okay now. There's no rasp or crackle in his lungs -- they're clear. It's his brain that's all muddled up.
It's fine if other people are gay, are lesbians, are bisexual. But for Eddie to be? Not safe. Never. Not with Sonia Kaspbrak determined to stamp out any sign of sickness that came near her fragile little boy, and so sure of her awful ideas that queerness was a kind of sickness of the mind. She was wrong, and Eddie knows that now, but... he still can't apply it to himself.'Don't think it and you're safe. All those terrors of infection and rot won't get you if you don't think about it.'
"I just need time," Eddie says quietly. "Thank you for giving me time. Thank you for not being angry."