"That...I had to know it was coming. That I couldn't just sit there and cry. Like he blamed me for my reaction. And...I know. I know it was displaced anger at Jeff or whatever, but I didn't fucking deserve any of that."
"No, you didn't. Tim doesn't know how to process his emotions. Not just his anger. Any of them. That's not an excuse for him to treat you like that and if you want distance, that's more than fair. But. He has no tools for dealing with his feelings. None."
“Well, the conventional wisdom for punishing misbehaving children under your care is to take away privileges or freedoms, but never your love,” Malcolm points out. “And for all his damage and big boy bluster and digital scheming, Tim’s still a child. A broken child far from his home.” He presses a kiss to her temple. “And you’re hurt by him but you do still love him.”
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She sniffs quietly, but she's Not Going To Cry.
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"No, you didn't. Tim doesn't know how to process his emotions. Not just his anger. Any of them. That's not an excuse for him to treat you like that and if you want distance, that's more than fair. But. He has no tools for dealing with his feelings. None."
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