[ He sighs and wishes he'd spent more time researching psychiatry. He basically only read enough to know he was a lost cause, and then he gave up on it. He sounds defensive and strained as he continues. ]
They aren't intrusive thoughts. More like- I spent every waking moment at home learning about abilities and thinking about how they worked together. I get thinking about how magic works or how the Cat exists or anything odd here, and I don't know where that's going to end up. I'm used to taking things apart in my mind, looking at how everything works together. It hasn't gone farther than that, and I don't think it will. Especially with the mania, I just can't follow through on anything, even thoughts. And I haven't felt an urge to hurt anyone or take it too far, but- I don't know, still makes me antsy.
And I- there's a memory I keep drifting to. About my family. Its something I remembered in the- when we got kidnapped. I can't do anything about it, so I don't know why it keeps coming up. I guess that counts as an intrusive thought, but again- can't do anything about it.
[ He knows talking around the subject isn't going to help anything, but he's deeply uncomfortable talking about any of it. ]
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[ He sighs and wishes he'd spent more time researching psychiatry. He basically only read enough to know he was a lost cause, and then he gave up on it. He sounds defensive and strained as he continues. ]
They aren't intrusive thoughts. More like- I spent every waking moment at home learning about abilities and thinking about how they worked together. I get thinking about how magic works or how the Cat exists or anything odd here, and I don't know where that's going to end up. I'm used to taking things apart in my mind, looking at how everything works together. It hasn't gone farther than that, and I don't think it will. Especially with the mania, I just can't follow through on anything, even thoughts. And I haven't felt an urge to hurt anyone or take it too far, but- I don't know, still makes me antsy.
And I- there's a memory I keep drifting to. About my family. Its something I remembered in the- when we got kidnapped. I can't do anything about it, so I don't know why it keeps coming up. I guess that counts as an intrusive thought, but again- can't do anything about it.
[ He knows talking around the subject isn't going to help anything, but he's deeply uncomfortable talking about any of it. ]