Oh! On the one hand, I hate seeing him so broken even in that just- or even more-than-slightly-off way, because it's enough to make me want to weep with the loss of so much promise - or to put it in more poetic yet totally cliched words - the dimming of a star. Heh.
Yet even when that part of me protests at the 'wrong', I still can't stop myself from reading because it's so good! He was so beautifully fucked up, and eerily...not resigned to it, but complacent and accepting - that was normalcy to him in a world as fucked up as he was, only in a different way. Being inside his head like that was just as chilling as it was heartbreaking, and I loved your storytelling style. Really nicely done!!