*watches this exchange with some interest, tapping his pen on your notes*
Well, it's safe to say that there has been a diffference in your mood in the past few days, Glorfindel. *regards both of you carefully, his gaze shifting from one to the other, as though he is watching a game of tennis* The fact of the matter is that you will continue to need therapy, long after discharge. You will continue to require anti-depressants and anxiolytics. Although there are ample reasons for you to be depressed and anxious - *holds up a hand to prevent any interruptions* - it does not change the fact that you are depressed and anxious. *rather gruffly* Though you do seem to have a support system which can only help matters.
*to Ecthelion, abruptly* As I'm sure you're aware, Glorfindel has certain issues with regards to abandonment and with regards to - *waving a hand* - letting other people walk all over him. He led an exemplary life - lives - on Arda. Not so much here on Órë.