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Let me begin by saying three words:

I am sorry.

I am aware that you will not take this news very well and I take full responsibility for the impact that this will have on you. But, believe me when I say it was the best decision for not only me but for you.

As of today, I will be going on a sabbatical from my position at Seoul Psychiatric Institute. This means that, for the moment, I will longer be seeing you as clients or working at the hospital for a unknown length of time.

There have been many things within my personal life that have changed on various levels that has prompted this decision to take a step back. I was losing my objectivity, I was losing my passion, I was losing my desire to come into work; I was not being the best psychologist and doctor that I knew I could be and that is not fair to you. 

You deserve someone who will be able to properly focus on your health and your needs, to properly give you the help that you deserve, and the attention and care that is your right to have. And right now, I am not the person who can give that to you. 

I am not in the right mind or place to properly care for you and as a professional, I know that is not helpful or beneficial to you at all. I have to heal my own mental health before I can properly help care for yours.

I will not, however, leave you without placing you in capable hands. Your care will continue; it will not end. In my absence, I have ensured a proper replacement, someone who I trust completely, will continue with your care and health. Keep an eye out for Dr. Jisoo Kim and keep an open mind. Please give him a chance; I know some of you may not want to but all I ask is you give him a chance. I have worked with him for a significant amount of time and promise you that I wouldn’t put you in hands that I wouldn’t put my own health into. He will do right by you and your therapy needs. Give him a chance to help you continue your journey.

I hope, that on my return, I will find that you have received the best care, that you are continuing to improve, or that you have conquered what we have worked towards conquering. 

Continue to work hard. Continue to do your best. Remember that bad days will happen. Remember that no matter what that I believe in you and all the progress that you have made so far. You are doing so well; please do not give up because of this bump in the road. Continue to work and fight hard to improve.

Forever Yours,

Park Hanbyul, Ph.D

Send “🚿” to join my muse while they are in the shower.

There were moments in their relationship where Minji would do tiny things that caught Jun off guard; not on purpose, mind you. Jun was just easily startled by the simplest of actions most couples would deem normal but since he was constantly in a state of “Shit, she actually married me,” everything she did was a reminder that she was wonderfully in his life.

This was one of those moments; one of those moments that made him freeze for a quick second, trying to allow his mind to properly react to simple gesture his wife had made without turning into blubbering goo.

In his defense, he never expected this to happen, honestly. He should have known she had something up her sleeve when she didn’t protest his wanting to take a quick shower before settling in for the night. But his mind didn’t work like that and when he felt the familiar arms encircle his waist he almost forgot where he was until the also familiar sensation of her skin against his was felt and his all-too-expected tense up occurred briefly. But as soon as it occurred, his shock had passed.

His head turned to glance over his shoulder as he gently spun around in her arms to face her, partly shielding her from the running water in spots.

“Babe?” Jun hums out, an attempt to get his wife’s attention as she trails behind him, her fingers barely wrapping around his. “Babe?” he calls out a bit louder, head turning to glance behind him, wondering if she was even looking at him.

She wasn’t. Her eyes were focused on an imaginary spot on the floor. Jun sighs, a click of his tongue following as he turns around and Minji bumps into him, not realizing he had even stopped walking.

Prompt: Sad kisses: Almost not a kiss at all. Just holding onto each other tightly, Minji’s lips pressed to Hana’s temple, whispering soft words, desperately trying to provide whatever comfort they can.

Minji wasn’t sure she was the best person for this. Honestly. Seriously. Completely not the best person for this. And Hana knew she wasn’t either. They both knew it. Neither of the were equipped for this.

What kind of comfort could either of them give to each other? They weren’t even two sides of the same coin. No heads or tails. Just heads, no matter what side you look at. Together, they were a trick coin.

Married. Missing their husbands. Breaking down. Hurting themselves. No way out. 

This was supposed to be a happy evening. They hadn’t seen each other in so long. Minji suggested going to the garden. The weather was warm, the sun was still out; it would be nice. Nice turned out to be the both of them sitting under a tree fighting back tears, holding each other, and mumbling how “Everything’s going to be okay.”

send ' ▼' for my muses reaction to yours straddling/sitting on their lap.

@asy-minzy

Jun leaned back in his chair, pencil still between his fingers and a page of lyrics gliding toward the floor as Minji firmly placed herself between him and his desk, taking her seat in his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck. Of course, the action short-circuited the neurons in his brain for a few moments. His head tilted to the side while he placed his pencil on his desk, both hands now resting on her thighs. 

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