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To Anyone Who'll Listen

MrsPearsonSencen

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MrsPearsonSencen

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So, I'm depressed, have social anxiety, anxiety in general, might be bipolar and no I did not self diagnose. 
I actually went to a therapist and doctor. 
But I'm feeling extra depressed so like I need to rant before I end up fighting again with my family and end up being more problematic than I already am. 
   You can post your problems in my comment box if you want and I promise 100% that I WILL answer on the first day😊....because I have nothing better to do and because....I care. stranger or not I will listen. 
Because even with a therapist I feel as if I cant talk to her and express myself. 

So this is, To Anyone Who'll Listen....All Rights Reserved

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Don't let go - Emily Prentiss x Reader

You and Emily met at the BAU when she transferred back from Interpol after Hotch had hired you a few months before. You fit right into the team when you joined, and naturally developed a great friendship with Emily when she returned too. But that friendship quickly developed into a little something more, and although you'd agreed to keep it secret from the rest of the team, it was getting harder to hide how much you cared for each other, especially when one particular case puts you right at the forefront of the team's investigation. This fanfic will revolve around y/n having mental health issues, and whilst the relationship with Emily will play a large part in the storyline, I want to keep it as realistic as possible so y/n's mental health problems will continue throughout. For the purposes of this story, Emily's return from Interpol is the only reason why she's left the BAU, the Ian Doyle storyline has not happened yet. (This story mentions various mental health topics including depression, anxiety, eating disorders (restriction and purging), self-harm and suicide. Please don't read if you think it'll trigger you, and please reach out to someone if you're struggling.) Smut warning - chapters with smut involved will have '*' in the title