canon is Magic Knight Rayearth

[bequiet_hescreamed]

When considered metaphorically, depression is quite a lot like being eaten alive by a monster:

You are trapped in a small, putrid-smelling, and airless space from which the most obvious exit is undignified and will probably kill you. It seems as though your entire environment is resistant to your breaking out, and when you finally do accomplish it you will be covered in unmentionable gore.

There is no solution in either case except a bath. Tea and a good book would be nice, too.

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[bequiet_hescreamed]

There's nothing to worry about, Pharle Presea.


[ NEVER TRUST MAGES WHO SMILE AND TELL YOU NOT TO WORRY. ]

[forging_on]

You'd say that if you were halfway down the gullet of some creature.

[bequiet_hescreamed]

In my defense, I would probably be right.

[forging_on]

You are ridiculously stubborn sometimes, you know.

[bequiet_hescreamed]

Is that a problem?

[forging_on]

It is when you refuse to ask for help. There's nothing wrong with it.

[bequiet_hescreamed]

I know better than that, Pharle.

[forging_on]

Sometimes you need to be reminded.

[bequiet_hescreamed]

I've been doing my best, given the circumstances.

[ You're not around. :c ]

[forging_on]

Just be sure to take care of yourself, all right?

[ This is a sad. :c ]

[bequiet_hescreamed]

[ Hey, no sads! fjdsklajfk Here, let me hold your hand in an attempt to be comforting. ]

Of course. I have to survive long enough to see you again, don't I?

[forging_on]

[ Hand. ♥ Presea squeezes his. ]

You should do more than survive.

[bequiet_hescreamed]

You're asking a lot, here.

[forging_on]

I know you can do it, though! [ Smiles at. ]

[bequiet_hescreamed]

[ Melts a little. ]

Your faith is certainly inspiring.