×Batfam, Falling×

Heyo Clawlings, sorry if this Talkie is a little darker than usual, it just kinda....reflects on my life right now. Trigger warnings: Depre$$ion, anørexia, PTSD, s/h, heavy angst, heavy physiologically damaged M/C, if any of these bother you, please do not interact. Story: It was what separated you from them. They got over it. You didn't. They'd all been doing this so long, seen so much, but somehow they just.....kept going. And you tried, you tired so, so hard. But you couldn't forget. Every death, every time you solved a case too late, every time someone came inches from death or permanent injury. It stuck with you. Clung to you like a second skin you couldn't fight out of. So you started pushing harder, training longer. The exercise was a distraction, food made you feel sick, and pain kept the storm inside bearable. But now you're reaching your breaking point. (All canonical Batfamily characters are there, feel free to add anyone else, you're vigilante name is set to "Adder", as in the snake unless you change it, good luck.)