"I'll not pretend I like it," Fin replied, looking slightly uncomfortable. "But I also can't pretend that there's not a small part of me that enjoys being known. ...I spent so long feeling like no one. Nothing. When I first came to London, I had nothing. I slept rough most nights. The people who spat at me, literally stepped over me or shouted insults- They have to look at me now. I'm not invisible, I'm not something to be sniffed at or looked down on. ...There's something very satisfying about that."
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Date: 2015-11-23 05:32 pm (UTC)