It's the obsession. It's...I get it. I can't let go of my life as a marine. It was my identity. And that's what's starting to scare me. Those memories of Allison and her death are mine now. I can rationalize them and tell myself that they are his and he's not me, but those memories are in my head and I can't get rid of them. I've - he's - looked at the soldiers under his command in the project - my squad - and seen them as science experiments. He's loosing himself. And in that regard I'm sort of loosing myself.
I can hope that now that I'm the Alpha it'll stop that spiral.