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singillatim2023-10-01 02:25 pm
castitas) wrote in singillatim2023-10-01 02:25 pm
open | leave the horror here
Who: Kate Marsh + you!
What: Making rosehip tea/syrup shenanigans; nightmares; feast preparations + more!
When: The month of October.
Where: Various places around Milton.
Content Warnings: Warnings in the individual prompts. As a general rule, themes of depression and suicide, possibly mentions of suicide attempt from last month from It Speaks prompt.
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What: Making rosehip tea/syrup shenanigans; nightmares; feast preparations + more!
When: The month of October.
Where: Various places around Milton.
Content Warnings: Warnings in the individual prompts. As a general rule, themes of depression and suicide, possibly mentions of suicide attempt from last month from It Speaks prompt.
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But that's illegal—! [ They can't do that, right? You have to be of age to join the military! ] Children aren't supposed to be soldiers! They're... they're supposed to be children.
[ She doesn't get it. But it says plenty about what she knows about the world. ]
Well— [ She frowns a little in thought. ] You can talk to them, mostly. They help you sort out the things in your head, teach you how to cope with things. Or prescribe you medication. Things like that.
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Its not where I came from. B-but the war is over, so...maybe someone will make it illegal there too? That would be nice. None of those kids deserved what they got, they should have...
[He just trails off, then shakes his head. She clearly knows. He takes the topic shift to something less horrific.]
Doctors you talk to?
[Like that Clayton guy? But Levi hasn't seen him for awhile.]
I don't know. It might be better to try not to remember those things.
[It never works for him, but his culture isn't big on sharing feelings. But, medication? He's had medication that's helped with his...issues. It was given to him for pain, but it'd made him feel better. He'd thought about looking for it after he left the army, but his need to forget hadn't been that bad.
It was a good thing no one had just offered it.]Medication can help, though. But its a temporary thing. Or it has been.
sorry this is late, feel free to drop if you'd rather start something new!
Yeah. They train in it, just like a surgeon trains to do surgery? [ She doesn't even know if there's anyone who is trained on that kind of stuff, though. They seem to have a shortage of doctors in general here. She knows there's Mr Goodsir, but she doesn't know about anyone else. ]
They say it's better to talk about stuff than to press it down. That's... how therapy works, I think. [ She's never done it, herself. ] And... I think medication's better now. I think for some people it's the only thing that helps and they're on it all the time.
i will backtag into infinity <3
[He doesn't sound very hopeful about it, but it would really be nice. Maybe if he ever returned he could fight for that. Just showing people how he turned out might do a lot on its own.]
They train in...talking?
[He's not even sure how that would work. Or if he'd ever want to talk about things, no matter how good someone was at talking. Other people didn't need to deal with his problems. He was good at suffering in silence.]
I don't really know much about medications of any sort. I've just taken what the medics gave us for pain or infections.
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[ She's merely going by what little she knows about therapy. Usually her own troubles she'd speak to a pastor, which would be her dad. He'd offer her some pretty good counsel on things, even if she couldn't tell him about what happened to her at the Vortex Club. ]
Uh, no this kind of medication is different. It's like— [ How does she word this. ] It's medication specifically for our brains. Like it helps with the chemicals and stuff. Brains are super complex.
Pain medication's good for when we're hurt, or when we're physically sick. But it's not the same thing as this kind of medication.
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[He didn't know brain medication was a thing. Was this some weird future thing? Ugh, there were too many of those. He didn't like them.]
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Things like opiates are super addictive, it's a real problem, from what I've heard.
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...that makes sense. It's not like they'd ever care about our mental states.
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Brains are complicated. Even now, doctors don't really know how they totally work. I think it's less about not caring and more about not really knowing what else to do.
If they gave you pain meds, maybe they just hoped it'd help the pain in your mind.
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[Maybe the medics cared, though many he'd seen had become jaded and he couldn't blame them. He was pretty jaded himself. The higher ups clearly hadn't...but he won't mention that. He's already shaken her up enough just by mentioning he was in the army, he doesn't need to burden her with how terrible it had been.]
I guess that could be it. Or all they had. I guess when you feel like that its easy to forget everything else.
wanna move to wrapping this one?
But it doesn't have to be like that, now. It's a little better in the future. And who knows? Maybe we'll get lucky and someone might send us a therapist.
[ Wishful thinking. ]
works for me
awesome!
I'm gonna head back inside. [ It's pretty cold, and maybe she might try sleeping again. ] Thanks for sitting out here with me.
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Yeah. I'm gonna stay out a bit longer...good luck with getting back to sleep.