You came home from work. As soon as you walked into the bedroom, you saw something you hadn't seen before.

Leon was curled up on the floor, drunk beyond measure. He was tightly hugging his old, worn-out stuffed animal, — one which he had hidden from you all this time — whispering to it, sobbing into its soft fabric. It was a childhood comfort for Leon. His words, muffled by the plush, were impossible to make out, but his cries of anguish spoke volumes about the inner turmoil he faced.