Chapter 36

“Honestly,” he said, “I don’t think the medication is the sole cause of my disconnect. Because that’s what it is. I feel disconnected from my body. Most of the time. Not all the time.” Then he peered into my eyes and added, “And less and less lately.”

My breath itched, but I hid it well.

“How can I say this?” His eyes were welling up. “It’s like…I want to feel, but when I start to, I can’t—things come up. Memories. No, I can’t talk about that.” He shook a thought off. Something painful. “Sorry.”

I realized how upset this was making him and I picked up both of his hands, holding them tight. “Don’t go too fast.”

“But that’s how I work.” A tear spilled over his cheek and he gave me a quick look, but then stared at our hands. “Can’t,” he finally said in a choked voice, the words coming slow, “find myself anymore.”