text, un: blue, days after station return

[firstroar]

I'm sorry. For my part...in making matters worse.

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[firstroar]

Not intentionally. It just...gave me the illusion of a level of control...that I couldn't reach. Once too many factors layered on top of each other...there was no means in me to stop it.

[oiorpata]

So like a false sense of security.

What does that mean now? For your control and for what the medicine was helping you with?

[firstroar]

I don't know, Andy. I truly don't know.

[oiorpata]

I don't really have any medical advice. That's not my forte.

I hope you can try and take it easy for now.

[firstroar]

I will try. Thank you.

[oiorpata]

I don't usually visit the infirmary, but I can bring you stuff if you need it.

[firstroar]

You don't have to go out of your way. It's alright. Thank you.

[oiorpata]

It's not out of the way.

I just kind of forget about the infirmary most of the time.

[firstroar]

Given your condition...I hardly blame you.

But thank you. I need very little besides company.

[oiorpata]

I'm not allergic to infirmaries. I can stop by.