WHEN I FIRST SAW YOU / private

[dannychan]

he hissed. "shut up. of course i'm gonna be fucking upset. i just found out im fucking bipolar, and i could be thrown into some.. crazy bin!" he snapped.

[peridot.]

He wined and said softly, letting out a soft sigh, "You're not going to get thrown into a crazy bin, Mickey. And being bipolar isn't that bad. Plenty of people live really long and happy lives with bipolar depression, especially with the medicine they gave you."

[dannychan]

he muttered to himself for a moment. "the doctor said that it's be at least thirty or fourth years before it takes a permanent effect." he said, looking away.

[peridot.]

He said, sighing, "And, plenty of people with bipolar depression live happy lives without medication too. You just need to become aware of warning signs and, you know, talk to people."

[dannychan]

he glared at him. "when have i ever talked about my feelings?"

[peridot.]

"Never, and that's a problem, Mickey. Talking about your feelings is good, alright?" He said, frowning sharply at the other.

[dannychan]

he frowned. "my home was dangerous, ok? i couldn't talk about that shit."

[peridot.]

He blinked and frowned, sighing before saying softly, "Well you're not at your home anymore, okay? You can talk about that stuff here, especially to me. I'm your boyfriend, remember? I'm supposed to be around to help with stuff like that. And even if you don't want to talk to me, there's other people who could help. Fiona was the one who first said maybe I should take you to the doctor."

[dannychan]

mickey.. wasn't pleased. yes, he was bipolar, and he had to take some sort of drug called lithium. he hadn't spoken the entire drive home, just stared out the window.

[peridot.]

Ian sighed once they arrived back home, and he said quietly to Mickey, tilting his head and making a soft noise, "Mickey, there's really no reason to be upset..."