"Yeah. They say you can get used to anything, and you kind of do, in a way, but...never completely. There's always a part of you that holds out." Waiting to wake up one day and find everything gone back to normal. To find everything sane again.

He smiles weakly, rubbing at his tattooed wrist with his other hand. "You either cope with it, or you don't, though. That's kind of a simple choice at the end of the day."