I was right about you. You’re the one. I have always been self aware, I knew I was different from the other kids. I was smarter but I was also more afflicted. that’s what led me to study psychiatry. to better understand my disorder it wasn’t until medical school that I had my first breakthrough though. i would laugh along with my idiot colleagues but i knew the woman on the table wasn’t my girlfriend. She was my mother. She was 33 years old the same age as my mother when she abandoned me. The same age as you Lana.
Now I knew, logically, rationally, that the woman on the table wasn’t my mother. But somehow in the cosmic joke that is my life I felt that she could be. And it was poetic justice that I would be meeting her for the first time on a slab in my gray’s anatomy class. It was then that I knew what I was missing. A mother’s touch. Skin to skin contact. It’s what I was craving, it’s what I was missing. My whole life. Oh but she smelled of Formaldehyde. and her skin, even after I removed it, was cold and stiff. Have you ever read or heard about the Harlow studies? Baby Reeses monkeys were separated from their mothers after birth and they were give n two substitute mothers. A wire mesh one with milk, and another covered in terricloth. Every monkey preferred the terricloth mother, even if it didn’t have milk, because of the skin. Even monkeys know the difference. I tried, I really tried. But that cadaver did nothing to quiet my craving. I needed someone a little more lively.
The living skin- Oh no no no no, it’s okay. It’s okay because now that you’re here all that work is behind me!
Mommy.- Zachary Quinto as Dr Oliver Thredson/ Bloodyface in S02E06 - The Origins of Monstrosity
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