 01:06:35 Ven| Have you seen a rheumatologist? We used to refer people to them when I worked in orthopedics |
01:05:35 Ven| Good luck with your screaming toddler. I promise it gets easier |
01:05:23 | I think what is more frustrating than my mental health issues is my gut issues and fibromyalgia because doctors literally just shrug their shoulders and say we don't know how to deal with it. |
01:04:07 Leaf Ven true!
I hope everyone is haveing a good day screaming Toddler I am watching is asleep so thank god. |
01:04:07 Ven| I assume it's difficult for guys as well but I don't have the personal experience |
01:03:32 Ven| It's common for young women to go downhill around that age, just because of the society we live in |
01:02:55 | @Ven, that is when my anxiety and depression started. |
01:02:50 Ven| I wouldn't recommend bipolar disorder, or the heavy antipsychotic I have to take, but I feel like I have it easy compared to schizophrenics. Everyone has their own struggles and you really can't compare |
01:01:58 Seven/Reaver/Bigby| I also have Central Auditory Processing Disorder. Which isn't fun... |
01:01:52 Leaf| Void I know that I was telling them to be thankful! |
01:01:37 Ven| It's double the smack in the face when you were a gifted kid and aced everything in early life, then suddenly deteriorated around middle school |
01:01:23 Void Malign| Neh. It's not a competition on who has it worse. |
12:59:31 Leaf| Just be glad none of you have RAD like me. |
12:59:25 Ven| Forgetfulness, misplacing things, not being organized, struggling to stay motivated and pay attention in school, missing assignments, getting overwhelmed, it goes on and on. It's so obvious to me now that I'm informed. My parents thought I just didn't feel like being a productive kid. |
12:59:25 Seven/Reaver/Bigby Revel,
I would love an official diagnosis. It would help me get more aid. And ADHD is waaaay bigger than I thought it was, lol.
Leaf,
Thanks, lol |
12:58:48 Leaf| Revel also welcome to the club. |
12:58:08 | My type of ADHD is the one where I forget stuff and run into things. XD |
12:57:47 Ven| My son will be screened around his seventh birthday |
12:57:43 | @Seven, I was also diagnosis with very mild ADHD. I don't think it manifested itself when I was a kid though. I can definitely see it now. |
12:57:11 Leaf| Seven welcome to the club I also have ADHD. |
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Jora leaned against the kitchen counter, watching Sage move about the space with that familiar ease. It had become second nature for them both, falling into their rhythm—almost like nothing had changed. Except for the fact that he was still recovering, that weight in his movements, that little catch in his breath now and then. She noticed, of course, but didn't comment on it. He wasn’t ready for that yet. Still, seeing him power through the work, helping to set the table, was a small relief. He was strong, even when he didn't feel like it. The food was ready before long, and the satisfaction of seeing him dive in so eagerly, devouring plate after plate, made the effort worthwhile. It was comforting, in a way, watching him enjoy the food she made. And despite the exhaustion that had clearly hit him, Jora let him have his space, knowing he'd likely be out the moment his head hit the pillow. She took her time cleaning up, cleaning the kitchen, giving him his quiet. By the time she finished, he’d already retreated to the bedroom, too tired to wait. She couldn’t help the small smile that pulled at her lips as she stripped down to something more comfortable and made her way to bed, slipping in next to him. The warmth of his body was enough to pull her into a peaceful sleep, too. It wasn’t the ideal plan, but maybe sometimes, this was enough. They were home. They were safe. And that was all that mattered. |
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Sage didn't move when Jora finally slipped into the bed. He didn't have to, she curled up against him and there was no need to try and get any closer. He slept better than he had in a long while... He probably hasn't slept this good since they were home, before they'd left for her father's ship and all that craziness had happened. But that was in the past. There was no need to dwell on it now. He stirred softly the next morning, the sun warm where it slipped through the cracks in the curtains. He sort of grabbed and moved to shift slightly, turning to bury his face in Joras chest and then settle down again, as he normally did. The familiarity of it all was just so relaxing, he supposed. It was nice to be home. Things needed to get done, yes, and he was excited to do those things... But this was nice too. He'd take his time walking up. Spending time with Jora. That sort of thing. |
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Jora’s eyes fluttered open, the soft light of morning slipping through the cracks in the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. She shifted slightly, feeling the familiar warmth of Sage next to her. His quiet movement as he nestled against her chest made her smile faintly. He was peaceful here, at least for now. She could feel the calm rhythm of his breath, the weight of his body resting against hers. It was comforting, even after everything they’d been through. But then, through the silence of the morning, the sound of Lyra’s crying reached her ears. It wasn’t the wail of a child in pain, but more the soft, upset cry that came from waking too early or feeling a bit too alone in the quiet of the house. It tugged at Jora’s heart, that sound, and she instinctively shifted to sit up, her hand lightly brushing over Sage's shoulder as she moved away. Her mind lingered on the feel of him next to her, the warmth they shared, but the pull of responsibility, of being needed elsewhere, snapped her fully awake. She glanced down at him briefly, knowing he’d probably slip back into his dreams soon enough, but it wasn’t her time to sleep anymore. It was Lyra’s turn for comfort, for care. With a soft sigh, Jora slid from the bed, her feet making barely a sound against the floor as she walked toward the source of the crying. "Lyra, sweetheart," she murmured gently, moving to pick up the child. Her arms were warm and steady as she soothed, the quiet morning chaos now slowly taking shape around them. As she cradled the little one against her, her thoughts wandered back to Sage. He deserved the peace of these moments too. He needed them as much as she did. But for now, the moment was hers, and she held it close, even as the world outside stirred awake. |
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Sage had felt Jora shift when the baby started crying, and groaned slightly but released Jora so she could grab the baby. He would have gotten up, but he had barely registered the fact that she was crying by the time Jora was already getting up, so he let her go get the little girl. He certainly wouldn't be much help, so he just shifted to curl up within the warmth Jora had left behind in an attempt to keep it there. He woke up more eventually, sort of getting up and dragging himself to the bathroom to get ready, before emerging and moving to greet Jora and Lyra happily. Even now, the peace seemed to envelop them in a quiet, soothing manner he couldnt help but be so incredibly thankful for. "Sleep ok," he asked, though he knew the answer would be a positive one. He moved to grab an apple eventually, though, moving back out to the shed to finish the crib. It really didn't take him longer than half an hour or so...but then he'd started on the ring, which took a while. He was proud of the result though....it was a nice dark wood he'd found, sanded and polished until the grain of the wood shone. The rock he'd shaped into a small pearl shaped piece, nestled into the top center of the ring where it seemed to glitter in the morning sun. He couldn't help but grin and slip it into his pocket, finger running over the smooth surface of it. It was her birthday, of course, and he was glad to have finished on time. He quickly moved to sneak out of the shed and to the clearing he'd found a while back, surrounded with ivy and trees and flowers. The ledge overlooked a just beautiful section of the ocean and horizon. It was the perfect place. He couldn't have her suspecting anything though, so he set up a nice picnic area, with drinks and food and all the rest. A special wine he'd been saving. That sort of thing. Then he wandered back quickly, bringing the crib into the house so Jora wouldn't suspect anything abnormal about that either. "For lunch we should go have a picnic," he noted to Jora after setting the crib up. "For your birthday. Selene offered to watch Lyra," he added lightly, pecking her lips as he passed her. |
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