Whine in agony, or cheer with pride as you get to go on a stressful journey of making sure that Lauren doesn't fucking die. You get to take care of an unstable boy with Factitious Disorder ( a disorder in which the victim fakes illness or purposely makes themself sick ) and try to deal with his bipolar episodes. I mean, you're REQUIRED to help him.. you're his favorite person, after all.
This story was made because I'm struggling with my mental health very intensely, and this story helps. You get to live your life as a caretaker and keep me safe!! ^^
**DISCLAIMER** Please do not glorify my actions or start inacting any of my behaviors!! If you or someone you love struggle with these types of issues, please seek help from a trusted person or a mental health professional!!
**FAIR WARNING:** In this story, we allow discussion on dark topics, and those topics can include violence and bathroom topics. So, gore, vomiting, and other bodily fluids may be mentioned! If you can't handle that, DON'T READ.
Also, please don't hate on my story or make fun of it. It's very deep and important to me and in tune with some things I'm dealing with right now.