Intro
My name's Rachel.
I'm not an addict. Not to any one thing. I mean, I've used a lot of stuff to get by. I had a bad summer, last year, when I tried to leave my boyfriend. But I went back to him and now everything is okay.
I'm fine now. I'm mostly under control. I really like my therapist. I see him once a week alone, and once with Nathaniel. Nathaniel's my boyfriend. Dr. Saito, my therapist, agrees that I don't need meds right now.
But I'll always need something. I'm figuring this out. I -- There's something just, just broken, in me. It's never going to work right. I'm never going to cope with life the way regular people do. I need routine, and someone to take care of me when I can't take care of myself.
Right now I have a job. I've gone back to college, though I'm taking the summer off. I have a car and a driver's license. I have a stable living situation. I have friends. I'm talking to my mom again. And I have Nathaniel. He takes care of me.
[OOC: Rachel Summers-Grey is originally from X-Men comics. She lost her parents at age 11, and grew up in a concentration camp where she was forced to use her telepathy to hunt her friends and family. This is the version from theatrical_muse, and is decidedly AU at this point. She is not a superhero at the moment, but lives in Savannah, GA, with her boyfriend, Nathaniel Essex, aka the villain (now reforming) Mister Sinister. Note: Their relationship is consensually bdsm in nature. While I won't be posted explicitly sexual things here, Rachel will refer to that sometimes. I'll warn for it in a post, but there may be stuff in comments should RP occur.]
I'm not an addict. Not to any one thing. I mean, I've used a lot of stuff to get by. I had a bad summer, last year, when I tried to leave my boyfriend. But I went back to him and now everything is okay.
I'm fine now. I'm mostly under control. I really like my therapist. I see him once a week alone, and once with Nathaniel. Nathaniel's my boyfriend. Dr. Saito, my therapist, agrees that I don't need meds right now.
But I'll always need something. I'm figuring this out. I -- There's something just, just broken, in me. It's never going to work right. I'm never going to cope with life the way regular people do. I need routine, and someone to take care of me when I can't take care of myself.
Right now I have a job. I've gone back to college, though I'm taking the summer off. I have a car and a driver's license. I have a stable living situation. I have friends. I'm talking to my mom again. And I have Nathaniel. He takes care of me.
[OOC: Rachel Summers-Grey is originally from X-Men comics. She lost her parents at age 11, and grew up in a concentration camp where she was forced to use her telepathy to hunt her friends and family. This is the version from theatrical_muse, and is decidedly AU at this point. She is not a superhero at the moment, but lives in Savannah, GA, with her boyfriend, Nathaniel Essex, aka the villain (now reforming) Mister Sinister. Note: Their relationship is consensually bdsm in nature. While I won't be posted explicitly sexual things here, Rachel will refer to that sometimes. I'll warn for it in a post, but there may be stuff in comments should RP occur.]