Ruby listens and nods, trying her hardest not to start fidgeting too much. "Yeah, it— it does. The dream stuff's actually... my sister did that with me, for a while? Over a year ago now. And it helped. It did help. It's just not something I can ask of her, right now, and... and I-I don't think the nightmares are the biggest issue anymore."
They're still there. Still something that she knows she'd benefit from having help with. But they're not new. They're not the thing that finally pushed her to try this.
"There's— there's something that happened, right before I got here, that I haven't told anyone about. And I feel— I feel like it's eating away at me like— like a rot, like I'm rotten, but I can't— I can't. Tell them. Not right now."
She's not sure that she could bear the way they'd look at her, when they hear. When they realise how broken she really is. When they find out it's her own fault she's here.
Neil nods slowly, patiently listening to her work through the words. "You need someone who you can talk to about things that feel like burdens to your friends. Things you think would hurt them. You want to get it off your chest without causing those you love any pain, is that right?" He offers a reassuring smile. "You're in the right place. Why don't we go in my therapy office for a bit more privacy?"
"Yeah. Yeah that's right." Even that feels like just another symptom of the things that led her here, how impossible or forbidden it seemed to ask her team for help, but... it's still a step, isn't it? A step somewhere she hopes is the right direction. So she nods, as he talks about his office. "Okay. Thank you."
cw: suicidal themes from here on probably
Date: 2024-04-26 02:32 am (UTC)Ruby listens and nods, trying her hardest not to start fidgeting too much. "Yeah, it— it does. The dream stuff's actually... my sister did that with me, for a while? Over a year ago now. And it helped. It did help. It's just not something I can ask of her, right now, and... and I-I don't think the nightmares are the biggest issue anymore."
They're still there. Still something that she knows she'd benefit from having help with. But they're not new. They're not the thing that finally pushed her to try this.
"There's— there's something that happened, right before I got here, that I haven't told anyone about. And I feel— I feel like it's eating away at me like— like a rot, like I'm rotten, but I can't— I can't. Tell them. Not right now."
She's not sure that she could bear the way they'd look at her, when they hear. When they realise how broken she really is. When they find out it's her own fault she's here.
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Date: 2024-04-28 02:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-04-28 02:28 pm (UTC)"Yeah. Yeah that's right." Even that feels like just another symptom of the things that led her here, how impossible or forbidden it seemed to ask her team for help, but... it's still a step, isn't it? A step somewhere she hopes is the right direction. So she nods, as he talks about his office. "Okay. Thank you."