I love the idea of finally becoming a criminal psychologist. I really, really do. But sometimes, I worry a little bit. Sometimes I feel like I’m way too interested.
I get sucked in while reading about serial killers, and getting into the mind of one. I get excited. Everyone has told me that I’ll be great at it, and I don’t know whether or not to take it as a compliment, honestly. I’m terrified. I think it kind of… Brings out that slightly darker side of me.
I think I’ve gotten too good at thinking like a criminal.
I think I’ve gotten too close to understanding and sympathizing with people like that. I mean, when I met Jim Moriarty, he told me I was interesting and we went out for coffee.
I think there’s something wrong with me. I don’t know what this career might end up doing to me.