What does your partner do that worries you for couples_therapy
She laughs at the question. Still there are no secrets here, she signed up for this after all and she supposes she can be vague, keep the main details to herself. The part where she announces that she’s a ghost and that the man she’s in love with is a vampire.
“Mitchell?” she says, “what does Mitchell do that worries me? Well…he’s a bit of an addict, I suppose,” she admits. It’s a good enough analogy she supposes, because that’s what vampirism is, isn’t it? An extreme form of addiction and she’s so proud of him for beating it, well the blood drinking part at least, the bit with the fangs and slight problem with daylight isn‘t something you can just get over, but nor is it something that bothers her in the slightest.
“An ex-addict,” she corrects quickly. “On the wagon. He hasn’t touched a drop for months now.” She beams with pride. It’s harder for him that it could ever be for an alcoholic, she knows that. He’s spoken of the memories, of the side effects that come once you stop drinking blood. But he carries on, he holds back and doesn’t slip because he’s so incredibly strong and that’s why she’s in love with him, well one of the reasons.
“I worry he’ll be tempted though,” she admits, the smile fading to become replaced with something else. A frown, a frown at her own doubt, but they asked the question and she has to answer it. She looks away for a moment, playing with the bottom of her cardigan to distract herself from what she’s just admitted out loud, to another person. She feels horrible for thinking it but he’s slipped once, with good reason of course, but a slip is a slip.
“I’m worried he’ll slip and drink again. Oh he isn’t violent or anything like that. It’s more that I worry for his own sanity. He-he has a tendency to blame himself for things, things he has no control over. I suppose that worries me a bit too actually. He thinks he has to be in complete control of everything. That he has to protect us even though we can protect ourselves. I think he gets that a bit more now though.” Since they managed to defeat all those vampires just a short while ago.
She looks up and smiles faintly. “He couldn’t do anything that would make me want to leave,” she admits. “That sounds a bit messed up doesn’t it? What I mean is…I don’t think he’s even capable of doing anything that bad. He’s too nice. So yeah the drinking thing’s purely for his own sake. I know he’d feel bad if he fell off the wagon again. It wouldn’t bother me, well okay it would a little bit but no where near as much as it’d bother him. So I suppose that means I don’t need to worry too much, doesn’t it? Because I’m not a big worrier actually. I’m the optimistic one, I think that annoys him a bit sometimes. It definitely annoys George, but I can’t help it. It’s just my personality. So yeah if I’m completely and totally honest I don’t think there’s anything Mitchell does that really worries me. Is that a bad sign? Do you think that means I’m seeing him through rose tinted glasses like I did Owen?” She shakes her head, answering her own question.
“I know he isn’t perfect, but I love him anyway and that’s what it’s all about isn’t it? So…next question?”
“Mitchell?” she says, “what does Mitchell do that worries me? Well…he’s a bit of an addict, I suppose,” she admits. It’s a good enough analogy she supposes, because that’s what vampirism is, isn’t it? An extreme form of addiction and she’s so proud of him for beating it, well the blood drinking part at least, the bit with the fangs and slight problem with daylight isn‘t something you can just get over, but nor is it something that bothers her in the slightest.
“An ex-addict,” she corrects quickly. “On the wagon. He hasn’t touched a drop for months now.” She beams with pride. It’s harder for him that it could ever be for an alcoholic, she knows that. He’s spoken of the memories, of the side effects that come once you stop drinking blood. But he carries on, he holds back and doesn’t slip because he’s so incredibly strong and that’s why she’s in love with him, well one of the reasons.
“I worry he’ll be tempted though,” she admits, the smile fading to become replaced with something else. A frown, a frown at her own doubt, but they asked the question and she has to answer it. She looks away for a moment, playing with the bottom of her cardigan to distract herself from what she’s just admitted out loud, to another person. She feels horrible for thinking it but he’s slipped once, with good reason of course, but a slip is a slip.
“I’m worried he’ll slip and drink again. Oh he isn’t violent or anything like that. It’s more that I worry for his own sanity. He-he has a tendency to blame himself for things, things he has no control over. I suppose that worries me a bit too actually. He thinks he has to be in complete control of everything. That he has to protect us even though we can protect ourselves. I think he gets that a bit more now though.” Since they managed to defeat all those vampires just a short while ago.
She looks up and smiles faintly. “He couldn’t do anything that would make me want to leave,” she admits. “That sounds a bit messed up doesn’t it? What I mean is…I don’t think he’s even capable of doing anything that bad. He’s too nice. So yeah the drinking thing’s purely for his own sake. I know he’d feel bad if he fell off the wagon again. It wouldn’t bother me, well okay it would a little bit but no where near as much as it’d bother him. So I suppose that means I don’t need to worry too much, doesn’t it? Because I’m not a big worrier actually. I’m the optimistic one, I think that annoys him a bit sometimes. It definitely annoys George, but I can’t help it. It’s just my personality. So yeah if I’m completely and totally honest I don’t think there’s anything Mitchell does that really worries me. Is that a bad sign? Do you think that means I’m seeing him through rose tinted glasses like I did Owen?” She shakes her head, answering her own question.
“I know he isn’t perfect, but I love him anyway and that’s what it’s all about isn’t it? So…next question?”