FOR THE DAMAGED / open, mental health class

[madster]

to be honest, malphas felt he was pretty qualified to talk about stuff like this. he had a lot of experience in... wanting to die. he had tried to kill himself twice, and he knew that thought process well. he could understand their complaints, because he was a rude and abrasive person, but he would try to change. so that next time this would happen, nobody would complain about him.

he passed a dr. pepper to vigenere, before opening one of his own. i'm sponsored by dr. pepper, actually. "well, alright. let's get started, i'm not getting any younger. so... let's start. so let's say someone's suffering, whatever. here's some things not to say. don't say shit like, 'there's people who have it worse off than you.' that'll just make em feel like they're a burden." he took a long swig of his soda. "people with depression can't help it. it can happen to anyone, for any reason. it's not their fault. so if you say, like, 'just be happy' that's fuckin' useless. and uh, it helps not to say you totally understand what this person is going through. because let's face it, you can't, because everyone suffers differently. so instead, you could say something like, 'hey, i'm here for you,' cause that shit helps a lot. just be there for people who need it." he took another swig. "any questions before i move on?"