Finally
It's over. I'm... just me, now.
Everyone who's had to deal with me over the past several weeks... I'm sorry.
This... I thought it would be easier with him out of my head, but it's... quiet now. I can't help feeling a sense of loss, for all that I hated him and wanted him gone. The only person who might understand is fucking Harvey Dent, and he doesn't know yet. And... that's good. That's better because it means I can see the man that used to be Bruce's friend, and not the psycho. I like this Harvey.
Of course--it helps that I don't think he's likely to try to kill me.
And so I finally get my head back on straight, and now Dick... This isn't the man that taught me to keep my balance on a moving train, and who calls me "little brother." There's something wrong, and he's like the Joker and I don't know what to do. This is so much worse than Renegade ever was. And I'm pretty sure Barbara's not speaking to me, and... I can't really blame her. I was entirely myself, and... I lost my temper.
And I think Batman said something to Cissie, because she looks so sad sometimes, and... there's more he didn't say that I can't tell her.
God, this is all such a mess. I wish I could just go to bed until it was over, but life doesn't work that way.
Damn it.
Everyone who's had to deal with me over the past several weeks... I'm sorry.
This... I thought it would be easier with him out of my head, but it's... quiet now. I can't help feeling a sense of loss, for all that I hated him and wanted him gone. The only person who might understand is fucking Harvey Dent, and he doesn't know yet. And... that's good. That's better because it means I can see the man that used to be Bruce's friend, and not the psycho. I like this Harvey.
Of course--it helps that I don't think he's likely to try to kill me.
And so I finally get my head back on straight, and now Dick... This isn't the man that taught me to keep my balance on a moving train, and who calls me "little brother." There's something wrong, and he's like the Joker and I don't know what to do. This is so much worse than Renegade ever was. And I'm pretty sure Barbara's not speaking to me, and... I can't really blame her. I was entirely myself, and... I lost my temper.
And I think Batman said something to Cissie, because she looks so sad sometimes, and... there's more he didn't say that I can't tell her.
God, this is all such a mess. I wish I could just go to bed until it was over, but life doesn't work that way.
Damn it.