Overflowing (Book 3)

~Chapter Eight~

~ Wednesday ~

The past few days were uneventful. I knew Daichi had his support system, and he knew I had mine. That alone had put our minds at ease about each other and gave us a minute to be able to focus on ourselves, which we needed to do.

I was on my way to my therapy appointment, notebook in hand so I could show my therapist.

Back in his office, we started off at the topic he wanted to revisit from last week.

"So, how have things been going with being away from Daichi?"

"Better. This weekend was a little rough, but we both reassured each other that we have support systems in place nearby if they were needed, and it's given us some peace of mind. We've been able to focus on our own mental health instead of worrying if the other was going to need us and thinking we had to hold everything in incase."

"That's good, for both of you. What is your support system at school like?"

"Asahi is my roommate, Kuroo and Bokuto are right next door, and Iwaizumi and Oikawa are down the hall. We filled Oikawa and Iwaizumi in on everything, and they've become amazing friends to be around."

"That's good, perfect. Any recent episodes?"

"A few. I've been having some intrusive thoughts again, but I've been working through them. It's weird, having thoughts like that when they're not as regular. They're harder to fight off, if that makes sense." I replied.

"You're not used to ignoring them anymore, which is why it might feel harder. Have you written anything down in your journal?" He asked. I opened my book up to the page, marking out four different episodes from the last few days. I was, mostly, able to describe them without help, only used my music once.

My therapist looked them over, seeing how different each episode was. One was similar to the one I had him look over last week. The others were just fueled by intrusive thoughts. One episode was mostly me thinking I didn't deserve my friends, another with thoughts of self harm and suicide, and the last one was a stress induced episode. My therapist said those might be more common now that I'm in college, the workload can be a lot for some people, and it's okay to feel that way, it's just how I deal with them that matters.

Eventually, we ended the session, continuing on the path that I'm on, and I headed back to the dorms.

~*~

The next few hours were pretty quiet, until Bokuto came knocking on our door.

"I got us stuff." He smirked, setting out multiple bottles of alcohol on my desk.

"That's all you guys." Asahi laughed.

"I'm down." I nodded. Even though the last few days were better, I was still in a bit of a slump with episodes here and there and intrusive thoughts. I needed a night with the guys to just have fun. Bokuto smiled excitedly. We grabbed Oikawa and headed to Bokuto and Kuroo's room to hang out.

"For old times sake, let's play this how we did at camp." Kuroo suggested. I was totally down for that.

"Explain what that means?" Oikawa asked.

"Okay, it's nothing major. At camp we just turned truth or dare into a drinking game, pretty much." Bokuto shrugged. Oikawa just nodded, not needing any rules explained. Not like we really had rules anyway.

"Kuroo, truth or dare?" Bokuto started.

"Dare." He rolled his eyes. No one's ever known Kuroo to pick truth even once in this game.

"I dare you to take a sip of alcohol for every text you've sent Kenma today." Bokuto laughed. Kuroo pulled out his phone and started counting.

"Okay, does correcting my typos count as texts sent...?"