Carol didn't think that the kid needed thirty years. Nah, it hadn't taken Daryl that long. It had taken him time with Glen and their group, which definitely hadn't been thirty years, though some days it sure felt like it had. "Daryl, kids grow and they change pretty fast. I don't think he needs to do it over night, and nobody is watching and judging him. He'll get there, just have to give him a little bit of time." She was being logical, calm, and soft the way that she said it. She knew, as a mom, that what she was saying was right. Lil'D just needed some time. He had better influences around him now. He was being exposed to better things and that went a long way with kids. "He's got good people on his side now with Rick and everything too." Carol pointed out, knowing that Rick was a really good man. He was patient, kind, and he dealt with Lil'D really well. She tried to too and the both of them, she hoped, would make a difference.
Carol wished that Daryl believed what he said, but she knew that he probably didn't. He could say it because he knew how she felt. He knew what she would say, she was sure. He'd get there, though, eventually. He had people that cared about him too and that had been slowly helping him already. Carol moved to sit next to Daryl on the bench, not touching him, though. "I know you're trying. I can see."
Ed had been mean. He hadn't gotten to the point that he had been able to hurt Sophia, thank god. She had taken his abuse for years, actually. So, Carol knew exactly what Daryl had faced in some ways. Sure, the relationships were different, but she knew what it was like to live with someone mean, someone who hurt you, and someone who made you into someone that you weren't. Carol hadn't always been mousy, and she was getting away from that a little now, and in the show, with Ed being gone. That had taken time for her to find again, though. It had been strange to re-learn the way to behave. It had taken time for her to get over the fear that she carried, but she had done it for the most part. And Daryl he was the same a little bit. Not exactly, but it was somewhat similar.
She was glad to see the smile on Daryl's face, and she returned it, but after a moment she continued. "You remember how I was back then? Quiet, afraid all the time, and I put up with him." She knew that he had to remember, it hadn't been that long ago that she had started to break that mold. "Took time and trying for me to stop being that way too. To see that I didn't have to be like that anymore. Took some trying." She was trying to make a point. She hadn't been like Lil'D or Daryl with the racism or anything, but it was comparable. "Even though people back home, before everything happened had given up on me. I never did report him, always defended him, was too scared to do any of that. They thought I'd never stand up and be strong again." Carol gave Daryl a smile, trying to be encouraging. "I'm still working on it, but I think I've made some progress. Just takes time, for anyone to change."