Depression/ anxiety one shots

Bad dream... or not tw⚠️sh

" No no no, stop! Please Elise stop it!" I heard her scream and it woke me up.

My girlfriend who I had just started dating about a month ago, was having her first nightmare since we got together.

Ania was tossing and turning and sweating like crazy. Sche was speaking and she was telling me to stop what I was doing. I got scared of what she might be seeing and so I tried to wake her up.

" Ania, Ania, wake up baby. You're having a bad dream." I said softly as I tapped on her arm.

She woke up and sprang up, saw me, and with a panic stricken look and tears clouding her eyes, she reached out to me and yanked up my sleeves of my hoodie and was closely examining both my arms.

" Ania." I said worried and took her hands off of me and held them in mine instead.

She looked up at me and realized what she had just done and she started bawling taking her hands and holding her face while breaking down.

I reached up and pulled her into my arms, her hands still on her face and I held her until her sobs subsided.

" Baby what was that?" I asked as I looked into her eyes.

" I had a nightmare that, you had, you had cut yourself and it just triggered something in me, I'm so sorry Elise." She said.

" Wait, did you used to?" I asked trying to not sound insensitive.

" Yeah, stopped almost 10 months ago but it's been rough." She said.

"Good job baby!" I said my anxiety building because I didn't want to say anything but I knew I had to, so I bit the bullet.

"Ania?" I said.

"Yes?" She asked.

" I'm not clean of self harm. It's my thighs not my arms." I said sadly.

Her face dropped and she was now the one to pull me in and let me cry. When I stopped I pulled away but I still looked sad, I felt she was disappointed in me.

" Babe, I'm not disappointed in you. I just wanna help you. When did you cut last?" She asked.

" This morning." I said.

" You clean them?" She asked.

" No." I said stoically.

" May I clean them?" She asked and I nodded. " Can you take your pants off so I can see?"

" Yes." I said and took my jeans off.

She saw the cuts and scars that littered my thighs and it looked like she broke a little inside.

" I'm sorry." I said.

" No, no it's alright baby. I'm not upset with you." She said. " I just feel bad that you feel so bad, I don't want you to have to deal with this. It's sucks." She said.

" Thanks." I said nodding in agreement that it did indeed suck.

" I'm gonna clean them now okay?" She said.

" Okay." I said and she took some antibacterial spray and sprayed it across my thighs before dabbing them dry with a paper towel.

She took some Neosporin and gently applied it to each of the cuts before bandaging them all up.

" Did I trigger you?" I asked after it was silent for too wrong in the room.

She looked at me sad that I would think that, " Of course not baby. Like I said, it's hard but I'm doing it. I'm okay. And I want to be here to help you be okay too." She said.

" Thank you. I've never been treated this nice. I love you Ania." I said for the first time.

Ania smiled, kissed me, and said, " I love you too Elise."