Aftermaths

[azurelunatic]

Sabrina isn't taking it well. This encounter with the forces of ick have brought out that same darkness in her soul all too strongly, and she's got a fuck of a lot of it to deal with.

What do I do?

What do I do?

I'm not a psychiatrist. I'm not even a psychologist. I'm just a fucking ordained minister with little to no active clergy experience. I don't know what to do, how to get through to her. She's been this way for years.

I don't know how to heal her.

It hurts more because I care.

Five hours ago she was so full of hope. How do I get that back? How do I wake that up again? I'm scared. I'm scared for her, because she's damn determined to make her own hell worse. That's where she is right now. There is no hell but that which we create for ourselves, and she's creating hell. She's gone through hell already, and she insists, like Captain Sisko, on living there each and every moment of the rest of her life.

If this persists, or even if it doesn't, I'm putting up a suicide watch.

Comments

[todfox.livejournal.com]

You are not a psychologist, and it is important to keep this in perspective. Dealing with depressed people requires serious training. As a friend, however, there is still a lot you can do. The easiest thing (because I know you well) is just to stick by her. When I was depressed, a lot of my friends abandoned me. Just being around will help immeasurably, believe me.

In the end, of course, only she can heal herself. You can't force her to heal, you can only try to help her heal herself. It sounds as though she is seriously depressed, so I think you should encourage her to find a therapist. Be aware of any suicidal tendencies too, and do the best you can. I know you care about her, and I'm sure she knows. I know people who cared about me helped a lot, in the worst of my depression.

[azurelunatic]

Well, the worst seems to be over. If she were her happy-bouncy self I'd be worried. She's not that, but she has her normal personality attributes, just subdued and somewhat shaken after this latest bout with her past and personal demons.

She does have a psychologist of some variety watching out for the broken parts of her mind. Adam and Votania and Neighbor and I are keeping a close eye on her, and before she goes home, I'm going to make sure that both her mother and her grandmother know that she's had one of *those* episodes again, the sort of *those* episodes that have usually landed her in the hospital. She's only ever had three of them before, and this is the only time she's escaped without physical harm to anyone. I don't count my cat bite, since that was incurred in keeping the cat out of harm's way in my room.

She's feeling far better, damn near asleep, cat's watching her, and I need to take a good cleansing bath (I made sure she took one first) before going to bed. Blocking oil, too. Better make sure she put some of that on.