|ᴛʀɪsʜ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ (trishtalk) wrote in the100,|
@ 2016-03-16 08:03:00
|Entry tags:||!network post, august booth / pinocchio, lincoln campbell, maya lopez / echo (616), trish walker (mcu)|
I'm just checking in with you to see if you ever talked to that guy. Did it go well? Should we be planning to evacuate the quarters now and again?AUGUST BOOTH:
What do you say? Want to give a 15 minutes story on this week's Trish Talk? Anything of your choosing, and it doesn't have to be non-fiction.
You said that if I ever needed help, I should feel free to contact you. This is me, reaching out.
It's harder here than back home. Back home, I could leave the apartment, head into the city. Walk around. Get some fresh air. Stop and grab a pastry or check out a new gym. Something to keep me occupied, but here, it seems like most of the activities come with tiny print "alcohol necessary."
I'm pretty good about saying no. I used to go out with Jessica all the time when she would drink. Hell, I was able to keep alcohol at my place for her (and guests), and never think twice about it. I do pretty well, I think, but then there are times when I think about how easy it would be to just give in and join everyone else in this shit-hole, drinking away what little bit of life we might have left before Grounders or Frost Giants or radiation kills us.
I have hope, of course, and I'll probably facepalm tomorrow when I realize that I've voiced this stuff to someone. It's not an all the time thing, and it's not me giving in, no matter how much I say it is. It's me just talking. I had a shrink back home, which was great, but I feel like I couldn't talk to the mental health people here. They're dealing with people with real problems. PTSD and people with messed up memories.
I just thought if I got this off my chest, I'd stop thinking about it for the night.