Damon's P.O.V
I knew I did but it didn't make me hate their presence any less. It made me feel weak to know that I couldn't last long without these moments. I needed these quiet moments every couple of months, sitting with something that didn't see me as danger. Needed these moments with these animals, where I wasn't feared, shunned, hated or cursed. Where I could sit here as I was and breathe, just breathe.
It seemed with every passing day, it became harder to do that much.