you are old and life is hard. so it makes sense for you to be sad.. because you have been around the cruelties of life longer than someone like me.
[ Though.. is it really fair for someone to have such a bleak and cynical outlook on life as whole at this age? ALSO HE JUST CALLED HIM OLD ... ]
sometimes, at night, i feel too many things. something makes me feel scared. it is too hard to get it under control.
[ It's overwhelming. It's terrifying. The physical manifestation of his guilt, his fears, his repressed memories. It took on a shadowy shape. An entity. It talked to Sunny. It mocked him. He could feel it. It's cold hands. It hid in the walls. It hid in the water. It hid at around the stairs. It revealed itself when his thinking got too noisy; cluttered; negative. Mostly, SOMETHING felt most likely to appear when he was alone with his thoughts. Bit by bit, he was losing his sanity. Bit by bit, his guard was getting let down. Bit by bit, he was getting more and more tired, and the steak knife he owned that served as a weapon to protect others in his imagination was looking shiny. So shiny. He could see his reflection.
Sunny isn't explicitly spelling out to Henry that there is something else living in his tree house with him, but that's what he is talking about. It's been haunting him for years, and despite how many times he tries to defeat it, whether it be by fists or with his knife, he never could hurt it. Sunny didn't know how to make it go away, and that is what terrified him the most. ]
cw: depression, intrusive thinking
[ Though.. is it really fair for someone to have such a bleak and cynical outlook on life as whole at this age?
ALSO HE JUST CALLED HIM OLD ... ]
sometimes, at night, i feel too many things.
something makes me feel scared.
it is too hard to get it under control.
[ It's overwhelming. It's terrifying. The physical manifestation of his guilt, his fears, his repressed memories. It took on a shadowy shape. An entity. It talked to Sunny. It mocked him. He could feel it. It's cold hands. It hid in the walls. It hid in the water. It hid at around the stairs. It revealed itself when his thinking got too noisy; cluttered; negative. Mostly, SOMETHING felt most likely to appear when he was alone with his thoughts. Bit by bit, he was losing his sanity. Bit by bit, his guard was getting let down. Bit by bit, he was getting more and more tired, and the steak knife he owned that served as a weapon to protect others in his imagination was looking shiny. So shiny. He could see his reflection.
Sunny isn't explicitly spelling out to Henry that there is something else living in his tree house with him, but that's what he is talking about. It's been haunting him for years, and despite how many times he tries to defeat it, whether it be by fists or with his knife, he never could hurt it. Sunny didn't know how to make it go away, and that is what terrified him the most. ]