It's only a scar.
To all appearances David is a normal young man with a bright future. He is friendly, but by no means outgoing. He is kind, respectful, punctual and efficient. In his own way he is thoughtful, always there to discuss one's personal problems whill keeping his own private life a complete mistery.
On the inside however, David can best be described as a blackhole. Nothing phases him. Joy, happiness, even anger don't seem to register to him. He is a well defined shell of a human being never knowing what it feels like to laugh from your heart, to smile and mean it, to love and live. Its as though he is desperately seeking those emotions that seem to make a gray world shine with color.
David is an Oncologist at New York General Hospital in upstate Manhattan.
Growing up as the second child of lower middle class family, David never had much of an adventurous life. His mother was a traumatophobia and a clinically diagnosed schizophrenic. His father was a borderline alcoholic who spent long hours at his less than successful law firm. David and his older sister, Marie, spent their days building blanket tents in their shared bedroom pretending they were astronauts, treasure hunters, or pirates. Anything to escape their actual surroundings.
When David was nine, Marie eleven, their father left for work one day and never returned. Their mother fell into a manic depressive fit and left the two children unattended for almost a week. Social services removed the two children from the home and they were then placed with their Aunt and Uncle in Des Moines until they both turned eighteen.
Marie, being the more ambitious of the two, left for Julliard school of the arts while David settled for medical school in Seattle. Upon his third year, he received word that Marie had been killed in an apartment fire. Without knowing exactly how it happened, David took a razor to his own arm and was soon emitted to the psych ward of the hospital for seven weeks recovery from attempted suicide.
When released, David did his best to recover by finishing medical school, taking an internship in New York, and finally accepting a job offer as the on sight Oncologist. For four years now, David has done nothing but work and sleep. The pain of his existence is all but numbed by his lack of truly living.