19.Feb.12, 05:52 AM
Talian had to consider the next question for a moment. "To go without it? Eh." That was his shorthand assessment. "I have mood swings. It's a symptom of depression," he said. He'd self-diagnosed himself, sure, but it was pretty obvious. He couldn't bring himself to submit to another healer's evaluation, not when he already knew the news they would deliver. "But they're mostly negative. I get..bogged down. Like I can't function." It was almost like being a very bad kind of drunk. He found himself lost, one step behind the rest of the world with his senses dulled and his mind lingering on the hopelessness of his situation. It wasn't a good feeling.
He wanted to elaborate on it, but he imagined it would only look like whining to Erisi. Talian knew there was a difference between sadness and actual medical depression, but Eri might not. Regardless, Talian appreciated his support. He chuckled lightly at Eri's next comment about walking, but he said nothing.
And then, it happened. Talian let out a soft groan as Erisi confronted him about his moods. "I'm sorry," Tal said meekly, his voice carrying it's regular inflections for just a split second. Meekness fluttered across his face. "Its....I guess the medicine. Or the depression." He paused. "...To be completely honest, I'm not sure. It's got my moods ruising and falling all the time," he admitted. He knew it wasn't a good way to cope. He was, as Erisi supposed, just pushing the problem under a rug and saying the floor was clean. It wasn't clean, though.
He shivered. He imagined it was due to a gust of chilly autumn wind, but they were completely surrounded by trees. "We don't have to talk about it though, Eri. We both know that we both hate it here. I don't know if another pity party is going to help either of us..." he said.
He wanted to elaborate on it, but he imagined it would only look like whining to Erisi. Talian knew there was a difference between sadness and actual medical depression, but Eri might not. Regardless, Talian appreciated his support. He chuckled lightly at Eri's next comment about walking, but he said nothing.
And then, it happened. Talian let out a soft groan as Erisi confronted him about his moods. "I'm sorry," Tal said meekly, his voice carrying it's regular inflections for just a split second. Meekness fluttered across his face. "Its....I guess the medicine. Or the depression." He paused. "...To be completely honest, I'm not sure. It's got my moods ruising and falling all the time," he admitted. He knew it wasn't a good way to cope. He was, as Erisi supposed, just pushing the problem under a rug and saying the floor was clean. It wasn't clean, though.
He shivered. He imagined it was due to a gust of chilly autumn wind, but they were completely surrounded by trees. "We don't have to talk about it though, Eri. We both know that we both hate it here. I don't know if another pity party is going to help either of us..." he said.