sagebrushandsilver:
askthelandoflincoln:
*finishes reading over the paperwork before signing his name in a flourish, handing the clipboard back to the receptionist.*
…I was being serious for the most part. If it would help curb my hate and loathing for everything and everyone around me, that is.
It’s definitely good that you’re willing to try. It was like pulling teeth to get me in a place like this. *Laughs softly.* Pride and what-not, like you said earlier.
If I was told to go to anger management seminars months ago, I sure as hell would’ve put up a fight. But since I’m going willingly, nobody has died yet and the world hasn’t ended so far.
*chuckles and leans back in the chair.*
askthelandoflincoln:
sagebrushandsilver:
askthelandoflincoln:
No you can come on in, I’m sure everyone else will follow soon enough.
*He heads on in to set up an appointment with the front desk, eyes raking subtlely over folks in the waiting room.*
*Jack just nods and then…
*finishes reading over the paperwork before signing his name in a flourish, handing the clipboard back to the receptionist.*
…I was being serious for the most part. If it would help curb my hate and loathing for everything and everyone around me, that is.
sagebrushandsilver:
askthelandoflincoln:
No you can come on in, I’m sure everyone else will follow soon enough.
*He heads on in to set up an appointment with the front desk, eyes raking subtlely over folks in the waiting room.*
*Jack just nods and then follows him in quietly, scanning over the inside of the building as they walked.* Seems like a nice facility at least.
It is.
*The receptionist smiles at the both of them as Illinois greets her, pointing out the clipboards with disclaimer paperwork on it to sign; obviously stating no responsibility for any mental or physical damage caused by group therapy. He thanks her and sits in an empty chair nearby.*
askthelandoflincoln:
Yeah…..it’s a good idea to do that. I for one…tend to deny there’s anything wrong with me, that its really the world that there’s something wrong with it. And usually I’m proven right some of the time. Thus, like you said…I have this inane hatred towards myself and the…
No you can come on in, I’m sure everyone else will follow soon enough.
*He heads on in to set up an appointment with the front desk, eyes raking subtlely over folks in the waiting room.*
askthelandoflincoln:
*nods and steps out of the shadows, continuing the walk.*
I have….some have been dead long ago…but I managed to snap out of my reverie and do something to make it up to them. Sometimes for certain people…I don’t regret hurting them. Really depends on my judgement……
Yeah…..it’s a good idea to do that. I for one…tend to deny there’s anything wrong with me, that its really the world that there’s something wrong with it. And usually I’m proven right some of the time. Thus, like you said…I have this inane hatred towards myself and the world.
*looks at the address of the clinic on a piece of paper he researched on the net earlier, and heads toward the street its on.*
Apologizing…takes a long time for me to say. My pride, really.
askthelandoflincoln:
…….. *The dark haired state stops suddenly, looking down at the ground, face hidden in shadows from the trees nearby.*
…Ah…its happened before….
*Memories of incidents throughout his life flash through his mind, including his scrap with the Wisconsinites. He rubs his…
*nods and steps out of the shadows, continuing the walk.*
I have….some have been dead long ago…but I managed to snap out of my reverie and do something to make it up to them. Sometimes for certain people…I don’t regret hurting them. Really depends on my judgement… After all…usually I end up living on with the regret…
askthelandoflincoln:
sagebrushandsilver:
askthelandoflincoln:
….*nods slowly*
Did I ever mention…how when I was younger…I used to cry a lot?
*Pauses for a moment.*
Perhaps to someone else you did. I’d cry every now and then when I was a child, life could be difficult back…
…….. *The dark haired state stops suddenly, looking down at the ground, face hidden in shadows from the trees nearby.*
…Ah…its happened before….
*Memories of incidents throughout his life flash through his mind, including his scrap with the Wisconsinites. He rubs his nose and lifts his head up, putting on a fake smile*
Not that I’m really proud of it or anything, heh.
sagebrushandsilver:
askthelandoflincoln:
….*nods slowly*
Did I ever mention…how when I was younger…I used to cry a lot?
*Pauses for a moment.*
Perhaps to someone else you did. I’d cry every now and then when I was a child, life could be difficult back then…
Yeah, probably.
*shoves his hands in his pockets*
I know that somewhere along the way, I stopped. And my heart hardened and I just…held everything inside. I don’t remember…why. Or maybe I chose to forget why.
askthelandoflincoln:
sagebrushandsilver:
askthelandoflincoln:
Nothing new then? Or am I doing something that others can see but I can’t?
*Shrugs.* Maybe your anons can fill you in on that buddy. Don’t think I’ve been around you enough yet to know.
…I probably scared them…
….*nods slowly*
Did I ever mention…how when I was younger…I used to cry a lot?
sagebrushandsilver:
askthelandoflincoln:
Nothing new then? Or am I doing something that others can see but I can’t?
*Shrugs.* Maybe your anons can fill you in on that buddy. Don’t think I’ve been around you enough yet to know.
…I probably scared them off the last time I got angry at them.
*glances over*
I’m not the friendliest person to get to know, let alone have many friends around me.
