Sparks Fly

Oh definitely. We can have all types of lovely conversations and fun. Alright, well if I can just get a box on my room, that’d be great. After than, we can test some out because I’d definitely prefer fucking someone without any shitty problems and you’re hot. Come to me with a beer and I’ll chat with you.

Well, I can provide you with a box of condoms but testing them out, unfortunately, is against my oath, the facilities rules, and the law. Patient protection is a thing nowadays. The beer, unfortunately, I can’t get a hold of for you either, as much as I understand feeling like you need one.

Let’s make this dumb little service announcement so everyone knows who I am and I don’t get weird stares or hear any whispers. The name is Sebastian Smythe and I’m 22 years old. I have no interest in talking to you about my personal problems and I really don’t care about yours unless you can be some type of danger to me. Yes I’m an asshole but I’m a great fuck so feel free to knock on my door if you have a pretty face and want some fun. That was it.

Okay, but you have no idea how happy I am that there’s finally a patient other than Riley that isn’t like... years younger than me. I no longer feel old! I mean, I still feel old but just... not as old. Welcome to Second Hope, Sebastian. While having sex isn’t like, against the rules or anything here, I do ask that if you need to get hold of anything like... you know... protection and stuff... you just ask someone. Me, if you have to... Sex is all good and grand, but only when it’s safe. And that’s my ramble for the day! If you need someone to chat to without any pressure of a proper therapist, I’m here to listen and provide hot chocolate if need be.

you’d think after being locked away in isolation for a few weeks I’d be a little more happy to see my bed. I’m not happy. Stupid nurses rearranged things again.. Stupid stupid stupi-

Okay, take a deep breath, sweetie. Do you want me to come help you put it back to how things were? I’m sure the nurses wont mind, and I’ll only do what you tell me you want done.

my bed is soft.. I’m so glad to be back.. and in my actual clothes.. don’t take your beds for granted guys it’s not fun to be elsewhere.

What happened, sweetie?

Where do I even begin with this? Okay, so as some of you know I’ve dealt with mental health issues in the past… But, due to seeing something that hit very close to home, I got triggered into a relapse. It became really hard for me to keep working here, so I left for a couple weeks and tried being on an out-patient plan but it seems I need a lot more help than that…

Oh gosh, that’s... I’m sorry...

Would you like to come by my office? We can work through it if you like. Together.

So… what is there to do around here for someone that’s managed to exhaust the music room to the point of losing their voice and being told they need to give other patients a try on the piano?

Well, resting your voice is probably a good idea. There’s a pool, the dance studio, a gym? Even just going for a walk around the gardens can be entertaining.

Nobody better piss me off today. I’m really not in the fucking mood for anyone’s shit. 

Hey, it’s Ryder, right? Ryder... I’m going to need you to take a breath for me... and try and tell me what’s happened?

If I talk to you, I get to still get my fish for my room, right? I feel like I don’t want to trust anyone just so they can turn on me and call me crazy. That’s what my last therapist did and look what it’s done for me. Nothing but landing me here. I’ll see you but don’t expect miracles. I don’t want to talk to any male staff. So, do you have any office or something? Like I said don’t expect any miracles.

Well, that you’d have to ask Dr Schuester about, but I’m fairly sure he’ll allow you your fish if you prove to be compromising and making an effort to get better. I’m not going to call you crazy. Belie me, if there’s one thing I’ve stood by in all my time interning here, it’s that no one here is crazy. So, yes I do have an office. It’s where most of the are, and just look for the sign that says “Kiara Allen” on it, and come on in. I don’t have anything booked in until much later.

When am I ever going to use Geometry? In my whole entire life? When is it ever going to be useful to me?

Ooh, are you doing those distance learning classes? I’ve always wondered how those worked. We’re told to encourage patients to do it, but never how they work. It’s kind of ridiculous, really.

I’m not talking

You know, therapy isn’t nearly as scary as people make out. It can be as simple as coming by for a session and just getting a feel for who you’re with. A chat over coffee or tea, a discussion about habits. Of course there’ll be a professional side to it as well, but no one is going to get anywhere with anyone thy don’t trust, right? So, really, it’s probably more about you getting out there and finding someone you feel you can confide in who can help you.

Text: Hi, I miss you...

Welcome back, shrink. It’s been kind of insane here as usual. But when is it not insane? We’re in the loony bin. 

Oh, shush you. It’s not a loony bin! Though I do understand what you mean by insane. Nothing’s calmed down?

Man, all that just makes me want to go back right now. Things have been… Things. But tell me more about your trip? If you don’t mind.

Well, you should. When you get the opportunity, it’s definitely worth it, believe me. Well that sounds... curious. What’s happened? I don’t mind, but what would you like to hear about?