Brigit saw pain in the doctors eyes.  As he pulled her to him she felt she should be crying, but somehow she couldn't.  When he began to cry all she wanted to do was comfort him.  She pulled him to her and held him running her fingers through his hair.  She hadn't meant to cause him such pain.  She wanted to make him feel better.  She said quietly.<br/><br/>"It's ok.  Life as a crazy person hasn't been all that bad.  The childrens hospital was hard but the asylums I've been in so far haven't been that bad.  The people are kind and if they're not kind they're crazy so they have an excuse.  I've never told anybody my story.  All that anybody knows is what they've guessed and what's come out during breaks with reality.  I was an angry child.  A confused adult.  But now I don't know what I am.  I feel better.  I've changed somehow and I think I have you to thank."<br/><br/>The became quiet thinking about all that she had said.  She continued to run her fingers through his hair and held him tight.