There was no grand plan for me. This was the life I was destined to live, the path I was meant to follow, and the image looking back at me in the mirror was too similar to my dad. I tried so damn hard not to become him, but I had anyway. A lowlife with no purpose in life. A scumbag with no one and nothing.
Devon continues to drift into self-loathing and self hatred. Becoming his dad is the worst thing that can happen to him, and he already believes that this is true. And yet we already know that his reflection is false - his brother is there for him, and so is Andrea - and also Maddox and Xavi. He just doesn't have a purpose.
