#Massage Therapy for Depression

[musculoskeletalphysio]

5 Crucial Services that Every Massage Physiotherapy Centre Must Offer in Melbourne

Massage physiotherapy is one of the latest trends in relevant treatment centres. It helps with muscle relaxation and blood circulation. However, it should also be performed by a trained professional. Renowned clinics that offer such additional services may provide true massage services. This is noteworthy because massage is divided into various categories based on particular requirements.

For instance, massage for strain relief, massage for digestion, or massage therapy for depression. These therapies are effective for both physical and mental health. Besides, reputable centres offer a range of physiotherapy services, but what should you know about the most important practises that are commonly required.

5 Services that Every Physiotherapy Centre Must Offer in Melbourne:

• Musculoskeletal Physiotherapy: It is a fundamental service provided that involves the assessment, diagnosis, and treatment of musculoskeletal conditions such as back pain, neck pain, joint injuries, and other orthopaedic issues.

• Pilates Matwork: A reputable physiotherapist in Caulfield may offer pilates classes, which are also known as a popular form of exercise. It primarily focuses on core strength, flexibility, and body awareness.

• Hydrotherapy Consultation: Also known as aquatic therapy, it involves exercises performed in a pool or underwater. It is particularly effective for patients with conditions such as arthritis, joint pain, or those recovering from injuries.

• Massage Therapy Treatments: It is a contemporary service that can help relax muscles, reduce tension, and promote circulation, aiding in the recovery process and complementing other physiotherapy treatments.

• Return to Sports Post Surgery Consultation: Professionals also offer post-surgery consultations with sports physiotherapists who can design personalised guidance to ensure a safe and successful return to sports.

Is Physiotherapists Also Allowed for NDIS in Melbourne?

Yes, some of the most renowned and established physiotherapy services also offer NDIS in Melbourne. They provide assistance to people who need support funding their physiotherapy treatments.

No matter if you are a common man or a sports personality, if you are suffering from any physical stress or strain; you should find a reputable physiotherapy clinic. Since physiotherapy treatment requires sets or rounds, it may take time to give complete relief.

Look for physiotherapy masters and consult them with your concern today!

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[axle-does-draw]

Reigen basically said scamming people is his calling in life, I love it.

[astridthevalkyrie]

everything you see ab being the oldest daughter is true btw why am i the family therapist AND punching bag smh

long ass depressing rant in the tags srry i got a wee bit emotional

[efino-media]

6 Surprising Benefits Of Massage Therapy !

1. It Can Balance Out All Of That Sitting You Do “Most people are working with some type of postural stress,” says Aaron Tanason, licensed massage therapist, kinesiologist as well as owner at Paleo life Massage Therapy in Toronto. “That stress tends to show themselves in the shoulders as well as neck more frequently than not,” he stated. Be wary of the desk workers. Postural stress could show…

[victory-cookies]

talked to my mother and I think we’re gonna try to get me a doctor’s appointment and maybe see about getting me on antidepressants. so. that’s good

[val-daily]

Friday, 14 June 2024

Currently feeling

Tired, satisfied, sad, forlorn.

Well Done:

I've been working despite being emotionally so low that I felt on the brink of the meltdown. I've completed some tasks without getting it out on people (I wasn't nice, just not aggressive as I could)

Despite the rush of work I made breaks and took a breather, it was literally stifling in a room.

I could stay at work longer to complete some smaller tasks that were overdue, but I chose to get dinner and go to massage as planned.

To better:

The overall position at work and life dissatisfaction made me miserable and depressive today. Yet, besides making a psychiatrist appointment next week, I don't know what to do. Plan nice caring stuff for myself instead of dull routines.

I can't ask myself to be nicer when I'm that close to nervous breakdown at work, but I'd like to smooth this condition and be less brisk with people nearby. I fear I was too raw with the ex-coworker who came to chat today.

Delights:

Listening to psychology YouTube show about depression, surprisingly I've learned a lot.

"Bridgerton" 3 season. Episodes without sex scenes are the best!

Massage by a new masseuse, she was so professional, I was amazed and relaxed afterwards.

[wealthofwellnessdubai]

How To Take Care Of Wellbeing

When it comes to taking care of you wellbeing you have to explore this guide and you should visit the best wellness retreat in Dubai. Learn and also access lymphatic massage, dry needling services. 

[masseurrsvp]

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[stardustandrockets]

May Reading Wrap-up

I ended up tossing all my current reads out the window (metaphorically) and read manga instead. Since it was my birth month, I ended up buying new manga and decided to read that instead.

Books I Read:

• Lore & Lust by Karla Nicole

• The Masterful Cat is Depressed Again Today vol 2-5 by Hitsuzi Yamada

• Cat Massage Therapy vol 1 by Haru Hisakawa

• That Wolf-Boy is Mine omnibus vol 1-2 by Yoko Nogiri

• Loving Yamada at lv999 vol 1-7

My favorites were The Masterful Cat is Depressed Again Today and Loving Yamada at lv999. The former has 5 volumes out right now and it's hilarious. The latter doesn't have an English physical release, but you can read it online.

How did your May turn out? What was your favorite read?

[cutejennydawson]

The Therapeutic Benefits of Hot Stone Massage

Hot stone massage miami is a type of massage therapy that uses heated stones to relieve tension and muscle pain. The stones are usually made of basalt, a type of rock that retains heat well. During the massage, the therapist places the hot stones on specific points on the body, such as the back, legs, or arms. The heat from the stones helps to relax the muscles and increase circulation, allowing the therapist to apply more pressure if needed.

Benefits of Hot Stone Massage:

Relieves muscle tension and pain

Increases circulation

Promotes relaxation and stress relief

Improves sleep

Boosts the immune system

Eases symptoms of anxiety and depression

Hot stone massage is suitable for people of all ages, and can be adjusted to suit individual needs. It is particularly beneficial for people who experience muscle pain, tension, or stress. However, it is important to note that people with certain medical conditions, such as diabetes or heart disease, should consult their doctor before having a hot stone massage.

The massage usually lasts for 60-90 minutes, during which the therapist uses a combination of gentle strokes, light tapping, and pressure to release tension in the muscles. The heat from the stones helps to relax the muscles, allowing the therapist to work more deeply into the tissue.

The temperature of the stones can vary, but they are typically heated to between 120°F and 145°F. The therapist may use different sizes of stones, depending on the area being massaged. Some stones are placed on specific points on the body, while others are held by the therapist and used to massage the muscles.

Hot stone massage is a safe and effective form of massage therapy. However, it is important to inform the therapist of any medical conditions or allergies before the massage begins. The therapist may also ask about any areas of pain or tension, so they can focus on those areas during the massage.

In conclusion, hot stone massage is a relaxing and therapeutic experience that can help to relieve muscle tension, promote relaxation, and improve overall health and well-being. If you are looking for a massage that will help you relax and unwind, hot stone massage is definitely worth trying.

[bryannellium-blog]

When people logically thinking, feeling stressed, and feeling tense beta waves kick in. Generally, Beta is thought of as a normal rhythm and is core in people who are alert, anxious, or have their eyes open. In healthy adults, Beta brainwaves are considered to be normal brainwave patterns.

[thegirlwiththeninjaturtletattoos]

Random Turtle HCs

Based on the Bayverse turts, guys are 25+ SFW

-Donnie listens to 70s/80s funk jams in the lab. Anything with a groovy beat helps keep him focused on his tasks, but sometimes he subconsciously starts dancing when his favorite songs come on the speakers. Mikey caught him once, and he's never heard the end of it.

-When they were tweens Mikey got Raph into animes like Dragonball Z and Bleach. It was something they both really got excited about when the re-runs would come on tv. As they get older, both guys still watch it together for a lil brother bonding time. They're currently binging Jujustu Kaisen and One Punch Man. Donnie will sometimes watch an episode or two with them, but he never really got into it. Leo makes fun of Mikey and Raph for liking such bro-y shows, but secretly watches shojo/shonen animes like Fruits Basket or Oran Host Club. He's re-watching Inuyasha right now (for the third time). He would die of embarrassment if his brothers found out (Donnie knows).

-After seriously pulling a muscle a few years ago, Leo got really into massage therapy. He did a bunch of research on physical therapy and different massage techniques, and figured out how to marry the two ideas so he could help out when his brothers inevitably hurt themselves. Cough *Mikey* Cough.

-Speaking of which, Mikey is literally always hurting himself. He's not clumsy, he's just a wild dude who tends to overestimate the capabilities of his board. He's smacked into the side of a building more times than his brothers can count.

-Raph has a tendency to yap in the weight room. He's serious about working out, but if one of his brothers comes in to work in with him, he'll get reeeaal chatty. It's just the space he feels most comfortable and open, where his walls come down. Mikey doesn't mind, but it bugs the crap out of Leo.

-Donnie has to be dragged to the weight room to lift weights. Leo insists on it, and even gave him a perfectly tailored workout plan, but Donnie will make up every excuse to not go. He's never been able to build muscle like his brothers, and they know that, but Leo still wants him to continue strength training. Once as a teen, he was tossed over Raph's shoulder and brought in. Raph got away mostly unscathed.

-Leo writes Star trek and Battlestar Galactica fanfic. No, I will not elaborate.

-Mikey has been teaching Splinter new slang words, mostly to irritate Leo. The other night at dinner he used "no cap" in a sentence, and Leo got up and left the table. Mikey was cackling.

-Donnie swears. A lot. Raph and Mikey do too, but Don is real bad. Leo tries not to, out of respect and in the name of good manners, but if he gets heated in a videogame against Mikey, watch out.

-Mikey struggles with depression, but uses his sense of humor to cope. His jokes occasionally border on self-depreciating, which is a heads up to his brothers that he's not doing great. They take camping trips or plan fun days to help him out of the funk.

-Leo is the biggest flirt in the world. He doesn't realize he's doing it sometimes, until his victims are more blush than person and a puddle on the floor.

-Donnie is incredibly sassy. Like 1000%. He loved sitcom shows like The Golden Girls growing up, and learned how to deliver absolutely fatal comebacks with ease. He doesn't strike to kill unless he's annoyed, usually.

-Raph loves to sing. Like actually loves it. He won't sing for his brothers, but if you follow him on nights when he sneaks off, he goes to abandoned warehouses for the acoustics. Raph has a beautiful voice, with a little rasp to it, and he likes the way it echoes off the rafters. He usually sings along with 90s/2000s r&b, but sometimes will pull out some classic rock ballads. He's been singing Because of You by Ne-yo the past few nights.

-When Mikey discovers a new artist that he likes, the whole lair knows. He plays the music on full blast, going through the full discography. Donnie usually has to threaten to disconnect the wifi before he'll turn it down. His newest fixation was the Silk Sonic album.

-All the brothers' music tastes are influenced by each other. Raph listens to Rap, Leo likes R&B, Mikey's into Hip Hop, and Donnie's music is soup (there's a bit of literally everything). They all share music with each other, adding to the queue when they're in the garbage truck. The only consensus is that country sucks.

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[localkiss]

Yapping about death island and re4r leon!

slight nsfw:3 mostly fluff/angst thoughts doe

i want death island (or re4r) leon to like smother me with his weight. I want (need) him to soothe all my worries and frustrations with small pieces of affection.

I know he would subtly be touchy. Hand grabbing onto the hip and rubbing his thumb over the bone.. drooling rn. Wiping your lip if there's a crumb, or under your eye if there's an eyelash. Will go out of his way to make sure you feel comfortable and make sure you eat enough or drink enough water... (ahem I struggle w the second one so much ...)

Would find any excuse to help you get dressed, just to admire you in all of your glory. All the scars, stretch marks, beauty marks, he loves them all. Makes him feel better about his own scars when you dote on them. So he's gonna always dote on you twice fold :33 bc he's just like that.

Death island Leon will always find a way to spoil you rotten. Whether it be with gifts, his time, or finding new ways to make you feel so good you can't walk for days; count on him to always cheer you up! Will always ask if you want anything special for breakfast or if you want cereal. Because he genuinely wants to feel needed and like he's doing something that's helping you. (His ass is getting better at not feeling so down about himself because of his therapy 👍🏻☺️..+Chris is there too!) Take you on dates to the most expensive restaurants, while constantly holding your hand and rubbing his thumb across your smooth knuckles. If y'all are sitting down, he's gonna find a way to put his hand on your thigh. It soothes him, what can he say *wink* *wink*!

Re4r leon... Wheewww. Don't get me started. I think he's not good at expressing himself here and so he just likes to lay in bed with you in silence. Or watch a movie while cuddling you. Smallll things like that really gets him going. I think he would try buying you flowers every week or giving you massages. Things that would also bring the both of you together (whilst also grounding himself with the now!) Because of his depression and ptsd (no therapy AND no Chris💔) he often pushes you away and will just endlessly workout. Like he genuinely feels guilty for not doing anything all day, sometimes if it's with you. Until one day you suggest to like go to the beach and pick up trash, while also enjoying yourself with the scenery. Two birds with one stone !

Both versions just like to see you happy. I know he struggles with feeling like he needs to always be saving somebody or else he's just useless. Doing things with you like skincare, brushing your teeth, eating, showering, help him by a lot. Because he gets to be with you. It's special! Whenever he's away with you, he always pictures you in his mind, right next to him doing said activity.

Maybe I should've included re2 Leon... 💔 My stink, I miss u... (Can you tell who's my fav leon)

I dunno what this post was or why i wrote all of this down. (grrr im gonna get u writers block! Let me finish my fics without getting distracted!!!! 😡) aughhhhhh.

anyways... I just need him to be my savior god damn it😭😭😭!! Let me be the president's daughter getting saved😔 LMAOO im yapping too much.

[7ndipity]

Their S/o has ME

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: How they would react/handle their S/o having ME(aka chronic fatigue syndrome)

Warnings: not proofread

A/N: Thanks to @a-gayish-unicorn for requesting this! This is based solely on my own knowledge, experience, and research, so I’m sorry if it doesn’t fit with everyone's experiences.

Masterlist

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Jin: As I’ve said before, he’s really great at taking your mind off your frustrations during bad flare-ups or crashes, claiming that it just gives y’all an excuse to have a movie or gaming date at home, which are honestly his favorite. He always makes sure you know he’s not dismissing your condition in the slightest tho, and that he doesn’t mind helping out extra during relapses when it’s harder for you to do things on your own.

Yoongi: He would try to find a balance with helping you out with things where he can, while not making it seem like he’s trying to coddle or baby you. He just hates seeing you struggle and wants to do what he can to make you feel better. Doesn’t mind having to repeat things sometimes or sending you reminders when you’re having trouble with memory and concentration. A+ nap buddy, would highly recommend.

Hobi: He’s such a sweetheart, he can’t help but worry about you sometimes, wanting to make sure you’re okay. Tries to make sure you pace yourself and take plenty of breaks so that you don’t overextend or exhaust yourself when you’re doing things on your better days, as he knows is your instinct sometimes, in order to try and compensate for your worse days. Anything he can do to help you, just say the word and he is on it.

Namjoon: Super patient and content to do things at your pace, understanding when you need time to rest or recover from little things. I feel like you make him a lot more aware of the effort that actually goes into even the simplest things, appreciating and celebrating your good days when you can do things more easily. Will unjokingly offer to carry you literally everywhere to help save your energy.

Jimin: He’s always super gentle with you on bad days, trying to help you with your daily tasks without making a big deal about it, bc cooking dinner together is more fun anyway, even if it’s just instant ramen. I could see him suggesting y’all try something like yoga or massage therapy together, since it’s supposed to help with some pain and stiffness without exhausting you like regular exercises. Your comfort is always his top priority.

Taehyung: He’s a great shoulder to cry on when you’re feeling really burned-out or depressed, listening to your feelings without judgment or trying to fix the situation for you. Loves leaving cute little notes for you to help you remember things. Makes days when you’re crashing or hurting a lot more enjoyable, setting up camp on your couch or bed and binging movies or dramas with you.

Jungkook: He worries about you a lot, but tries not to let on or baby you. Tries to help in subtle ways, like letting you lean on him when you start feeling tired, offering massages when you’re sore, making you tea, etc. He even invested in blackout curtains to help on days when your headaches or light sensitivity is really bad. He just wants to show you that you can rely on him for whatever you need.

Taglist: @sopebubbles-replies @btsw1fe @this-must-be-my-tardis @whitefoxgirl @bethanysnow @coffeedepressionsoup @main-bangtansmauyeondan @feminympho @a-gayish-unicorn @dfqcsqueen @mother2monsters @comingupwithacoolnameishard @captainorangegoose @k4ngelz

[moonastroellie]

can you write some sfw trans ellie headcannons?? :) just stuff about her trans identity and discovery

Warnings: transgender!ellie, weed and alcohol usage, slightly depressing but not too sad, Ellie is a silly girl in this :3

(p.1)

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Trans!Ellie who came out to everybody and was surprised by their reactions, she was expecting more tears and possible rejection but that didn't happen, of course it wouldn't happen, Ellie was only surrounded by people who genuinely love her.

Trans!Ellie who started going to therapy to understand herself better, she had a lovely therapist called Rita.

"okay so, I came out to everyone! It was NOT the responses I was expecting" she says excitedly "were they bad or-?"

"No, it was amazing they all thought of me the exact same and I genuinely feel so... Happy? Different? I thought they would feel differently of me"

Trans!Ellie who's mental health got 30x better than before, she was happier, you'd see her more often, she'd hang out with you, Jesse and Dina more often and would actually enjoy herself.

Trans!Ellie who has defiantly had a few mental breakdowns about being trans and just in general having a hard time, even with therapy because that's just how it was sometimes, you'd hug her from behind as she sobs into your arm.

"Sometimes I just forget you don't care and that you don't see me any different" she sobs and you chuckle, slowly massaging her scalp and just letting her cry it all out and immediately after she'd feel embarrassed

"bro, it's okay, we all have our bad days- now shut the fuck up and listen" she shuts up and looks at you with a smile on her face "let's go get maccas, get stoned and play video games" she agrees fast

Trans!Ellie who is stoned off her tits and playing video games with you, before saying some of the most unhinged shit while playing the last of us "if Arthur was real.... Ohhh man" you chuckle out a 'what?'

"If he was real, I'd let him do me, I mean I'm lesbian but I don't care something about him" you laugh out loud, trying to contain yourself "ellie what the fuck?" she looks at you with red tinted eyes and laughs with you.

Trans!Ellie who goes to a party with you and her other friends, and gets a little bit too drunk and just starts yapping about the most random shit

"you wanna know how I found out I was trans?" she mumbles into your shoulder as Jesse drives Ellie and the rest of you guys home, you hum at her "drugs" Dina laughs so hard she thinks she pissed herself, "Oh babe, you're fucking funny" Dina chokes out between laughs

"you didn't think of me differently? I love you for that!" her voice is slurred and you massage her scalp as she laughs, "idiot" you mumble.

Trans!Ellie who was at a family event one time and announces to everybody in her family that she is trans and everyone congratulated her, hell, even Seth did.

"i'm glad you came out kiddo" tommy says, patting her shoulder.

a/n: SORRY IT IS SHORT!

[s-4pphics]

let the rain sing. finale (a.a)

wc;cw: 3.1K, dadsbestfriend!abby, lawstudent!oc, large age gap (oc is 25, abby is mid 40s), abby is bi<3, smut MDNI, abby gets imsorry head :/, mentions of prescriptions, depression, loss, therapy, some sad, but also some happy :)

You woke up to Abby’s warm body next to you.

Her arm was thrown over your waist, your back against her chest as she inhaled her scent in the crook of your neck. She must’ve been awake for a while and didn’t want to wake you up. You arched back to get closer to signal your unrest, and she yanked your body towards hers so your skin was mashed together. You released a content sigh and melted into her mattress. 

Your eyes fluttered back shut until she started kissing your neck. They were slow and gentle, but they made your stomach turn despite your exhaustion. You never thought you would be tolerant of somebody interrupting your rest. 

Her hand was soft as it massaged your hip, slowly moving up your side with delicate squeezes before reaching around to cup your breast. You whimpered into her pillow when she played with your nipple, twirling and pulling at the soft skin. Your hand came from under the pillow, landing atop hers. She released the grip she had on your chest, and you laced your fingers with hers. You could feel her shuddering breath against your neck when her hand squeezed yours. 

You exhaled heavily and dropped her grasp, reaching to grab the back of her neck to pull her down to connect your lips. She whined at the feel of your mouth on hers, lips molding against each other at a slow pace. The sun wasn’t even up yet. 

You waited for her to make a move and touch you, but she wouldn’t. She just… kissed you. 

The movement of her lips was soft. Needy, but not demanding like last night. Your heart was skipping miles per minute. 

You don’t know how long you kissed for, but your neck started hurting after a while. You quickly separated and flipped to face her, and she didn’t hesitate to hold you close and kiss you again. 

She caressed your face like you were made of glass, her tongue gliding against yours. You swung your leg over her waist and pushed her flat onto the mattress, climbing on top of her and attacking her jaw. She gasped when you sucked under her ear, on her lobe, down her neck again. 

You kissed your way down her body, licking over her nipples. Her hand came up to the back of your head to pull you closer, whimpering when you nipped the skin with your teeth. You gave her a soothing suck before making your way down her stomach. 

Abby’s legs fell open the closer you got to her dripping pussy. You dragged your tongue over her abs before kissing her hips, grabbing her thighs to lift them over your shoulder just how she likes.

You kissed and sucked on the taut muscles of her legs, leaving bruises on her soft skin. They were visible even in the dark. 

You felt around, sliding your hand down her thigh until you grazed the wetness of her pussy. She moaned when your index finger rubbed her clit slowly, the squelchy sounds of her pussy filling your ears. You spread her soaking lips apart and licked a trail from her entrance to her clit, making her whine your name.

Your core squeezed at the sound before your lips closed around her clit. Her hips bucked into your face, and you used all your strength to hold them down so you could tongue her properly. 

Your wet muscle massaged over her throbbing bud over and over again, each pulse forcing another out of you. Her hand returned to hold you down, her scent surrounding you completely. 

“Feels s’fucking good— “

Her voice was slurry and thick, and you moaned into her pussy. Her moans increased, her breaths jerky and quick as her orgasm quickly approached. Her nails dug into your scalp and her thighs tensed under the squeeze of your hands, mumbling m’close, baby!

Your tongue flicked on her clit faster, alternating between shoving inside her and sucking her clit until she cried out your name. 

You pushed your tongue past her entrance and rubbed her clit with your thumb, her body wracking under yours as she squealed in pleasure. Her juices pooled on your tongue, and you swallowed it all happily, letting her ride out her pleasure on your face. 

She sounds as sweet as she tastes, and she’s gorgeous when she cums. 

You lapped at her clit until she went limp, her chest rising and falling from her heavy breaths. You kissed her still pulsing bud one last time before kissing up her body gently. You pecked her neck and straddled her, pressing a kiss on her lips. Her features were barely visible, but you noticed that she couldn’t meet your eyes. She just… gazed at the ceiling. 

You didn’t press, plopping your head down in the crook of her neck, relaxing your weight completely. Her soft hands tickled your spine. 

Your heart dropped when she whispered to you. 

M’not doing good. 

… Do you wanna talk about it? 

I’m still tired, she huffed. 

Alright, you whispered back. 

You were met with Abby’s resting face when you woke up again. 

Abby slept like a doll. Her floral-scented hair was spread out on her satin pillows, the fat of her cheek squished against the cushion as she breathed gently and deeply. This was the calmest you’ve ever seen her. All the stress was gone from her face with every small twitch of her nose, every flutter of her eyelids. She was dreamlike in her dream state. 

You gently brought your hand up from under the blankets to rub your eyes before removing the blankets from over you. You climbed out of her bed and grabbed the longue shirt that she draped over the bedpost, throwing it over your head and exiting her room to travel down the stairs. 

You walked over to the coffee table that still held the discarded wine glasses and your phone. Your screen was filled with messages and missed calls from your parents. A heavy sigh left you as you plopped down on Abby’s sofa, redialing your dad’s line. 

It rang a few times before your father’s chipper tone blasted through your device. 

“And where the hell have you been!” 

You sunk deeper into the sofa, “I’m sorry! I got caught up— “

“And that’s fine! But tell us when you have things to do! You know how your mom is!” 

You rolled your eyes at his tone, “I’m sorry. Tell her it was my bad— “

“Baby… have you been sleeping?” 

All the wind in your body left you. You froze and gripped your phone tighter. 

“Yeah… why?” 

“I went to pick up your prescription and the dosage is higher— “

“Did y’all snoop through my— “

He tsked at you, “Nobody snooped in anything, first of all. Who pays the bills again?” 

You rubbed your temples. Thank god you were rested, “… Y’all do, but still—” 

His tone sharpened, “Still nothing. Why didn’t you tell us?” 

“… I don’t know,” Why was getting scolded by your father always the worst form of punishment?  

“Why didn’t you tell us,” He pressed. 

You said nothing, and he sighed. 

“Come home. We needa talk about it.” 

You resigned with a long exhale, “Okay… Are you mad at me?” 

He huffed lightly, “No. Mom is though.” 

Your head fell back on the couch and picked at your nails, “I’m never gonna hear the end of this.” 

“Good. We love you.” 

“I love y’all too. I’ll be home soon.” 

“Alright. Bye baby.” 

“Bye.” 

You hung up and tossed your phone beside you. You dug your palms into your eyes; You already have so much work to do when you get home, and now your parents wanted to have an intervention. 

“Hi.” 

You jumped at Abby’s voice from behind you, turning to look at her. She looked fucking adorable with her scattered locks and wrinkly t-shirt, “Morning.” 

You noticed her nervously fiddling as she stood by the staircase, her expression downcast.

“… Was that him?” 

Your heart sunk, your nails digging into the couch. 

“Y-Yes.” 

She nodded before making her way around the couch to sit next to you. She swallowed harshly before talking. 

“I think we should talk.” 

She turned to face you, her expression soft and… concerned. Fear rushed through you, but you nodded anyway. 

“Can I… Do you still have that mint and chamomile tea?” 

A small, but gorgeous smile grew on her face. 

“Course I do.” 

After Abby washed your wine glasses and heated a kettle on the stove, she returned to her designated seat and ate with you. You didn’t know she baked; She made excellent blueberry coffee cake!

You both ate and sipped in comfortable silence, your body calming from the temperature of the tea. You placed your empty dish next to Abby’s on the cleared table and took a deep breath. 

Abby’s tender voice melted the quiet in the room. 

“Did I do good on the cake?” 

You smiled weakly, “Did great on the cake, Abigail.” 

Instead of gracefully accepting the compliment like always, she just sat, unmoving. You could tell something was making her uneasy, but you waited for her to start. 

“I, um… I’m gonna start therapy.” 

You turned to look at her; She was staring forward, but her eyes were flicking around nervously, a sorrowful expression on her face. That… this was great news! You’re ecstatic for her! 

So why did she look so terrified? Why were you nervous? You weren’t sure what to say. 

“I know this morning— this whole thing was all my fault, and I should’ve never kissed you that night…” she waved her hands around to emphasize her words, and your eyes shut in resignation. 

I can't see you anymore. 

“We can’t… I can’t do this again,” her whisper cracked under her stress, and your heart split in half. Tears welled in your eyes, but you didn’t understand why. You understood that you and Abby could never be together the second you two kissed, so why did it feel like you were underwater, never to resurface again? Her breathing was getting heavier as her hand came up to grab her shirt. 

“I’m sorry but I can’t, I-I can’t, I don’t know what to do with myself. I’ve always tried to do good by h-her on my own and I can’t anymore. I don't even know who I am, I need— “

You threw your arms around Abby and pulled her closer, and she broke completely in your arms. She released loud sobs into your shoulder, her body jerking with the force of her cries. She hollered and wailed, and you let her, whispering how she was going to be okay. How everything would turn out okay for her. Even more so now that you wouldn’t be in the picture. 

Every bit of remorse that you tried to hide for these last months came crashing down onto your shoulders, and you could only cry with her. You could’ve spent all these wasted moments listening, talking, laughing with her, but you chose to be unkind and drain an incredible person of all her selflessness. Your father would be so disappointed in you. 

And now you had to let Abby go. For her sake. You refused to be selfish with her any longer. 

Returning home was strange. 

Your once safe space became a reminder of all your mistakes in less than an hour. Looking into your father’s deep eyes was no longer the joyful experience it once was. It terrified you to face him. 

You sat in the front seat of your car with an empty, scared soul. You knew you made the right decision by departing, but what would come of it? You’re supposed to continue to see her through your parents, pretend that you don’t ache for her presence, and eventually live life without her? Maybe reconnect years down the line and finally be happy? You were so unsure. 

You turned your car off and exited, walking onto your front porch, and unlocking the door. 

Your parents were already sitting comfortably on the couch, sipping their coffee. You hoped they didn’t ask about your disheveled appearance. 

“Hey, baby. Come sit.” 

Your father pointed towards the lounge chair that Abby sat in when you first met her—

You sighed and waddled over to the seat, plopping down and picking up the tea your parents made you. You took a sip; Abby’s was better. You should’ve accepted when she first offered you some. You’re selfish, you’re selfish, you’re selfish—

“Honey? You okay?” 

You nodded and sipped before setting your mug on the coaster. You looked at your mother, who seemed just as concerned as your father, you assumed. You couldn’t look at him. 

“When was the last time you slept properly?”

Your father sighed, and your eyes watered. You swallowed harshly and looked down. 

“I don’t remember.” 

“And you chose not to say anything because?” 

“I thought I could handle it myself,” you tried to hide your voice crack with a cough. 

“Look at me, honey.” 

You shook your head at your dad’s beckoning, his voice sweet as always. You tried so hard not to cry. 

“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you, I didn’t think I could— “

Your sob cut you off before you could say anything too loosely, and your parents instantly surrounded you, crouching down to your height and taking you into their arms. You cried into your father’s shoulder exactly like you used to when you were left in dark rooms by yourself as a child, releasing all your withheld feelings that crept up on you during your drive back. 

“We didn’t know it affected you this much, honey. We’re so sorry.” 

You shook your head in the crook of your father’s neck at his coos, slowly calming at the feel of his hand rubbing your back as your mom kissed your head.

You snottily mumbled, “Can you g-guys come to the doctor with me?”

“Course, baby, we’ll go first thing tomorrow, okay?” 

You huffed, “I still gotta write— “

“That’s your damn problem!” your dad scolded. “You work too damn hard, you and your mom are the same, I swear to god.” 

You laughed when your mom sucked her teeth. It’s that damn phone! 

You were definitely going to need a higher prescription to get through the rest of the term. You would never be able to forget the grace that Abby gave. The only thing you could hope for now is that she does the same for you on her journey. 

Abby always forgets how miserable she is until the holidays come. 

She always felt like her life was moving in a circular motion around her daughter’s spirit: every aspect of her identity became void when Mya passed. She never was able to wake up, eat, be in a stable, loving relationship without guilt swallowing her whole. What parent has the audacity to continue their lives without their child in mind? A terrible one. 

She met you during a strange period of her life. The small bubble she created for herself was being protruded by her own vile thoughts of herself, her ex-husband, her family, and she was desperate to forget everything that attempted to suffocate her. You looked so gorgeous under the rain, and she couldn’t stop herself from kissing you in your parents’ garage. 

From that point on, she used you, just like you used her. That bubble slowly began to reform every time she saw you; her control was coming back inch by inch. She felt it whenever she touched you, only for her walls to come crashing down every time you left. 

She never realized how awful it felt to be used so selfishly until you fought. It was like looking into a cracked mirror. 

When you left that day, she spent some time in isolation. She stopped going to work, stopped answering your father’s calls and invitations, she almost blocked her ex-husband for the billionth time. She didn’t expect ignoring your apologies to hurt as much as it did. She never found pleasure in being malicious (minus her husband). 

Her decision to finally go to therapy did not go smoothly. She woke up in a fit of anxiety one night, her chest feeling like it was about to burst open so her heart could take off into the dark night, images of her daughter’s deceased body dominating her cerebral. It was tortuous and made her vomit all over her hardwood, so she made a life-changing phone call that night. 

Conversations with her ex never went smoothly after the divorce, but it went south much faster when Abby suggested to get therapy together. He yelled and cursed at her before hanging up, but she felt oddly comforted. She tried for the last time, and that was that. She blocked him after. 

Abby never expected to see you after the Christmas party, and she damn sure never expected to see you cry over her. It broke her heart, but she didn’t know how to make it better, so you had sex. Again. She hated how much you reminded her of her ex. 

She knew that morning would be the last time, and you accepted her decision in silence. You left as quiet as always, and Abby cried herself back to sleep on the couch. She felt surprisingly light when she woke up in the middle of the night. 

Her first group session was gut-wrenching; So many parents with days — years filled with devastation and heartbreak, having no other choice but to turn to others for comfort. Losing a child was a unique loss, according to their therapist. 

Attending became easier after the first two weeks, and she looked forward to them after a month. For the first time in years, she laughed during the rainy spring. 

She never failed to ask about you during her shared shifts with your dad. She was elated when she found out that you finally—after months of trying— found a prescription that fits your needs. He even showed her pictures from your cap and gown fitting. 

She was proud of you. You were going to accomplish what she couldn’t, and she wished you the best. 

The only downside was the summertime. She hated when the sun shined on her; Nothing brought her comfort like the misty clouds. 

Abby never expected to anticipate the rain, but she was grateful whenever it poured down on her.

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