blind_devil
Mar. 26th, 2017 08:33 pmThe last few weeks had taken its toll.
Thea was on leave from pretty much everything so she could return to NYC for some R&R plus some intensive counseling with Father Lantom. But compared to last year when she was leaving the apartment within a few days it had been almost 2 weeks since she's done anything outside of training and counseling. Sure she was helping from afar (along with via phone since she was still a part time Defender along with people checking in from Star City, Central City along with NYC) but at the same time she felt more useless than ever. She needed to be knocked out of her funk and fast but how?
She mused softly,"Feeling more useless than before and last year was pretty bad. Need to shake this funk off but how?" as she fished for the notebook hidden under a sofa cushion. Matt had given her the idea to start keeping a journal again to keep track of her shifting moods but nothing was making sense. "At least this time we know its not the pit." she reminded herself with a shudder. The "Bad Brain" period had almost destroyed her both inside and out, she still had aftershocks but nowhere as severe as the prior winter when she had a massive emotional and mental breakdown.
So as she wrote (musing about something Kristen had mentioned in an email) she flipped on the TV for background noise, not caring she had landed on a cooking contest. That was when the door opened...
Thea was on leave from pretty much everything so she could return to NYC for some R&R plus some intensive counseling with Father Lantom. But compared to last year when she was leaving the apartment within a few days it had been almost 2 weeks since she's done anything outside of training and counseling. Sure she was helping from afar (along with via phone since she was still a part time Defender along with people checking in from Star City, Central City along with NYC) but at the same time she felt more useless than ever. She needed to be knocked out of her funk and fast but how?
She mused softly,"Feeling more useless than before and last year was pretty bad. Need to shake this funk off but how?" as she fished for the notebook hidden under a sofa cushion. Matt had given her the idea to start keeping a journal again to keep track of her shifting moods but nothing was making sense. "At least this time we know its not the pit." she reminded herself with a shudder. The "Bad Brain" period had almost destroyed her both inside and out, she still had aftershocks but nowhere as severe as the prior winter when she had a massive emotional and mental breakdown.
So as she wrote (musing about something Kristen had mentioned in an email) she flipped on the TV for background noise, not caring she had landed on a cooking contest. That was when the door opened...
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Date: 2017-04-09 11:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-04-10 12:53 pm (UTC)"The latte machine getting a work out," Matt asks with a gentle chuckle, "he must be enjoying that." He liked the good father and was seeing himself over Elektra's death. He did feel a small amount of guilt being glad Thea wasn't snared in Oliver's mess at the moment, but if what he was hearing from Sam was right he knew things could have been a lot worse.
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Date: 2017-04-11 12:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-04-15 06:58 pm (UTC)Matt nodded. "Good," he says, "I've been seeing him too since Elektra and it's really been helping."
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Date: 2017-04-16 01:04 am (UTC)