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milla barnett. 45. therapist specialising in trauma & addiction. new york born & bred. mom of one. ⋮ dependent roleplay account associated with exclusivenyc.

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name: milla evelyn barnett

age: 45 years old

birthplace: new york city

current residence: forest hills, queens

occupation: trauma & addiction specialist

orientation: bisexual biromantic

marital status: married, separated

children: one

ethnicity: caucasian

financial status: middle class

trigger warning for sibling death, addiction & cheating

Born and raised in Queens, Milla is a New Yorker through and through. She was raised in Flushing in a family of four children. Three girls, one boy. To this day, she’s still considered the fiery one. The oldest child was the ‘parent sibling’, while as the second eldest, she was caring and always had everyone’s back, but she was also the one to encourage rule-breaking and mischief. It’s still this way now. This woman is chaotic good down to her marrow.

Sadly when Milla was 18, her youngest sister passed away unexpectedly due to a drug overdose. She was closest with this sibling and consider her to be one of her best friends only to have her taken away from her so young. After the death, she lived in a blur for a few years --- even now she can’t remember at least 2 years of her life after the tragedy.

That experience is something that pushes her everyday to continue to do what she does. At the time of her sister’s passing, she was studying psychology and it pushed her to use it in a way that can benefit others. She decided she wanted to specialise in trauma and addiction therapy to help those struggling with addiction and to also support people who have gone through trauma in their lives.

She’s considered one of the best in New York and she loves her job, but deep down it does take a toll on her. More than she’d care to admit.

Milla still lives in Queens. Forest Hills, to be exact. She doesn’t see herself ever leaving the borough. It’s her home. She has a 10 year old daughter with her husband, although, she’s currently separated from him at the moment. Their relationship practically burst into flames at the end of last year after she found out he drunkenly slept with a co-worker.

She will admit --- her reaction to this revelation was petty. She ended up going out and having sex with her husband’s best friend just as a way to get even. It certainly was an immature thing to have done, but honestly? The sex with his friend was excellent so she doesn’t regret that in the slightest. Maybe just the fact she went out of her way to be petty.

Deep down she still loves her husband very much and there is a hope that they could one day get back together, but at the moment she’s making the most of single life.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

patients who struggle with drug addiction and/or trauma

best friends ( i would LOVE her to have a bff group like the girls in sex and the city 👀)

fellow queens residents

flings / friends with benefits

blind date / tinder date / etc

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gabrielmoralesx

After another long day at the office (which just seemed to be getting longer and longer), all he really wanted was to go home and eat some pizza. That sounded great. Most of the time, that’s what Gabriel wanted to do honestly. After having to speak to people all day long, taking calls, setting up meetings for Katz, his social meter was practically empty. So being able to go home and recharge was something that he desperately needed.

Walking into the pizza shop, he heard a voice call out his name and he knew that voice anywhere. It was Milla. Turning, he smiled softly, “Hey.” He said simply and cleared his throat, “Yeah, right?” Gabe licked his bottom lip idly, about to leave the conversation at that but he continued it. People liked to talk, he had to remind himself, “This is one of my favorite pizza places…so ya know. Had to swing by.”

Gabe and Milla…what a past they had. He knew that she had used him as a way to get back at her husband, one of his best friends. Well, was. They don’t speak anymore for very obvious reasons. Gabe had really fucked that one up but it would have been a lie to say that he wasn’t always intrigued by Milla. So when the opportunity arose, he didn’t want to say no. It was a good night too. Good enough to end a friendship over though? That was debatable. “How uh…how are you?” He asked, his gaze shifting towards her, “Haven’t seen you lately. You look good.” He nodded.

Milla always found Gabriel adorable... no matter what he said or did, she always enjoyed being around him. That was another reason her husband freaked out even more upon finding out about their little tryst, he immediately assumed they’d been having an affair which obviously wasn’t the case, but the memory of Milla laughing at every single one of Gabe’s jokes came at the forefront of his mind, his possessiveness kicking in.

Seeing him was awkward, of course, but she was glad to, nonetheless. “I’ve never been here before.” The redhead quipped, offering the man a small smile. “I just dropped Ruby off with her dad, he’s been living in Manhattan, so, I figured I’d get a bite to eat before heading home.” Shrugging, she reached up to tuck a strand of auburn hair behind her ear. The man’s compliment only made her smile even wider, looking down momentarily to avoid him see the blush creeping onto her cheeks. “Oh, uh, thank you! I’ve been pretty good. Work’s been fine too. Nothing too exciting, though. How have you been?”

[ohsuestorm]

JESSICA CHASTAIN attends the 94th Academy Awards on Sunday, March 27, 2022.

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text: milla

Lauren: NO!!!

Lauren: Well, not all the way at least.

Lauren: Oh Milla...why do you have to be the voice of reason?? And really! Who is to say it's doomed? You can't know that.

Lauren: Confused. Why do you think I went on a 2 week vacation? But also...I still love him Milla. I don't think I can stop.

Milla: That's good then??? Fucking an ex isn't always wise. In my experience at least.

Milla: It's my job! What would I do if not be the voice of reason?

Milla: Okay, you have a point. I can't know that, I guess it's my own pessimistic way of thinking.

Milla: It's normal to still love your ex. In your opinion, do you see the two of you ever reconciling? Or would it be too... strange?

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closed starter for @gabrielmoralesx

location: lombardi’s pizzeria

After a long, gruelling day at work, followed by dropping her daughter off to Manhattan for her weekend with her father, Milla was exhausted. She simply couldn’t be bothered to go home to cook and figured that since she was in Manhattan, she may as well grab a bite to eat before making the trek back home to Queens. It’d give her time to mull over the day's events in her head.

Seeing her husband after their tumultuousseparation was always bittersweet. As much as she loved the man, he’d hurt her and she only amplified the pain by purposely hurting him in return in none other than the form of sleeping with his best friend. She knew it was an immature thing to have done, especially as a therapist who was supposed to be the voice of reason. Although, she refused to lie to herself and act as if she didn’t enjoy the night of passion she shared with Gabriel Morales. He’d always intrigued her and she didn’t regret the sex in the slightest.

It was almost as if the high heavens were listening to her thoughts and by some strange chance, Milla spotted her one time lover as she stepped inside Lombardi's Pizzeria. One part of her wanted to run straight out the door, but her instincts decided to approach him. “Gabe?” She asked with a raised brow, walking closer and craning her neck slightly to get a better look at his face. “Fancy seeing you here.”

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text: milla

Lauren: Dom and I had a little...thing...a few weeks ago.

Lauren: It's stupid to go there again. Right?

Milla: A thing???

Milla: So, you fucked???!

Milla: Absolutely. I'm probably a hypocrite for saying that considering my own track record with my husband 😂 BUT...

Milla: It'll only hurt more if you both keep going back while both knowing it's doomed.

Milla: how do you feel after what happened?

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STARFISH SENTENCE STARTERS

Sentence starters meant to be used as roleplay prompts & sentence starters. These are from the book Starfish by Akemi Dawn Bowman. Please feel free to change pronouns and words as needed!

“  being alone isn’t the same thing as being lonely, but sometimes it feels like they’re exactly that. ”

“  i guess i always thought we could be friends, if either of us had bothered to try.”

“  we’re just different, like we exist on different spectrums. ”

“  sometimes i feel like i’m a pencil in a box of crayons. ”

“  we’re strangers living under the same roof. ”

“  you think there’s an ulterior motive for everything nice i do. ”

“  i remember the way you say my name. i’ve never forgotten. ”

“  your abrasiveness is also your armor. ”

“  you’re weird. everyone thinks so. ”

“  we nurtured ourselves, by ourselves, and protected our hearts even from one another. ”

“  i always wanted you to be a part of what makes me happy. ”

“  i just wanted to be heard by the one person who was supposed to listen. ”

“  why do you always have to make everything worse? ”

“  you can’t be the villain if you’re the victim. ”

“  a sirloin steak doesn’t try to reason with a dragon. ”

“  you’re always in such a hurry to fly away. ”

“  sometimes when we’re young, we don’t understand the concept of forever. ”

“  hope can make you forget so much, so quickly. that’s why it’s so dangerous. ”

“  we’re two halves that got separated. ”

“  when i needed to stay in touch, you seemed to forget all about me. ”

“  our home is wrapped in yellow tape. ”

“  we see the world as a series of moments needing to be captured  —  we just capture them in different ways. ”

“  what do you see when you look at pictures of yourself? ”

“  you want to make everyone happy. even if it’s sometimes at the expense of your own happiness. ”

“  if i keep talking about the things that make me happy, i can trick myself into forgetting about the things that don’t. “

“  feelings are complicated. ”

“  i live my life in the small space between ‘uncomfortable’ and ‘awkward’. ”

“  hearts aren’t meant to be broken an infinite amount of times. ”

“  there’s a ghost sitting beside you. ”

“  you can’t get so disheartened when someone doesn’t act the way you want them to. ”

“  you’re so afraid… you’ll hide in the dark until you go blind. ”

“  i’m trying to get out of the black hole you keep sucking me back into. ”

“  is this going to be awkward? this feels like it’s going to be awkward. ”

“  how do you make everything ugly? ”

“  i feel like i’m made of paper. ”

“  i think this is what acceptance feels like. ”

“  you have the strength of the ocean and transparency of glass. ”

“  the kind of love i need isn’t the kind i have. ”

“  what is unconditional love? ”

“  tell me i made the wrong choice. and then, forgive me. because i’m sorry. i’m sorry and i love you. ”

“  i’m broken in too many places and i can’t let you be the one to put me back together. ”

“  we all have to dream our own dreams. we only get one life to live —  live it for yourself, not anyone else. ”

“  i’d rather have an ugly face than an ugly heart. ”

“  if you don’t know where to look for me, you might not see me at all. ”

“  i’m tired of wishing i were someone else and tired of feeling like everyone expects me to be someone else. ”

“  all my life i’ve felt lonely, and it has always left an ache inside me, like there’s a supernatural presence crushing my heart within its fist. ”

“ the version of you i’ve always wanted isn’t real; they’re a dream. and not every dream comes true. ”

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charliemaxwell

⠀⠀ another long day done. she loved her job with a passion , but bearing a badge came with baggage and sometimes it was far to hard for her to handle. at least alone that is. with nobody to really help her , or nobody she would allow to help her , she found turning to alcohol which where she was heading now. charlie found herself stumbling through the doors of her favorite bar , eager to once again erase away the stress of the day. with that in mind , she wasted little to know time squeezing through the crowd and towards the bar where she sat down and after waving down the bartender she got her drink. once the strong yet cold beverage hit her lips , the chip on her shoulder and the stress of the day started to unravel ⸻  that was until she felt the eyes of a unknown figure upon her and suddenly it all came back.  ❛ look no offense , but i ‘ m in the middle of stress drinking and it ‘ s something i ‘ d very much like to do alone. ❜

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Milla knew better than to drown her sorrows with alcohol, but a little drink to take the edge off didn’t hurt, right? Well, that’s what she was going with. The day had been brutal ── she’d found out about the passing of one of her regular clients and it really shook her to her core. She tried not to get attached, but she had a special place in her heart for this particular person. It really wasn’t a good start to her day and it continuously got worse from there.

As she sat at the bar, a glass of wine in hand, she glanced around, her eyes settling on a particularly beautiful blonde, although, sadly the stranger didn’t seem like they were having the best time either. Before she could even look away, she was caught out. “Oh. Sorry. I didn’t mean to stare. I, uh...” A pause. “Are you okay? If you want someone to rant to without judgement, I’m here.” Ah, her natural therapist instincts kicked in then. She couldn’t quite help it.

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text: milla

Lauren: I may have done something very stupid. Which is why I went away for a few weeks.😩

Lauren: Do you have time to talk?

Milla: You have my attention. WHAT HAPPENED?

Milla: Always for you. I'm all ears.

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rhettmatthewsx

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After Rhett had attempted to end his life by purposefully overdosing, the hospital was pretty reluctant to let him go home. They kept him there for about two weeks before they really had no choice to but to let him go. However, they highly, highly encouraged him to see a therapist once he got out. They even took the time to schedule an appointment with him there so he figured why not. Might as well go. Not like he didn’t have enough medical bills that he didn’t know how to pay for. What’s one more, right?

As he showed up at the office, the smell of vanilla was in the air. It was nice, he could admit that. He smiled, “You too.” He said simpy, stepping inside, his hands tucked deep into his pockets. His gaze shifted towards the set up she had and he nodded, “Coffee would be great. Just black is fine.” He wasn’t much of a coffee guy but he really just wanted to hold something warm in his hands. It would give him something to focus on rather than going home and getting high. Which would be inevitable, at this point. He hadn’t used in over two weeks…but that didn’t mean that he was clean or would get clean. Rhett was just forced to do it.

His gaze shifted around her office once again, “Have they uh…told you about me then?” He asked, figuring that would be a good place to start, “Well…I would assume you know why I’m here.” It would be weird if she didn’t.

At the mention of coffee, Milla moved towards the coffeemaker, pulling a mug out of the cupboard as her hands got to work on preparing the hot beverage. “You got it.” As the young man spoke, she glanced over at him, the brief note she’d seen on the reason for his hospital visit was clear in her mind, but she was given minimal details due to the quick, vague referral email she’d been sent from the hospital. Reliving such an experience was always uncomfortable for the patient, but she was tried her hardest to make it an easier experience.

“Yes, I was sent your discharge letter from the doctor and a brief explanation, but I’m going to need a little more information from you firsthand, if that’s okay?” She asked, her tone gentle. Once the coffee had been made, she picked it up and made her way over to the seats in the middle of the room before handing it out to him, the steam from the cup swirling above.

It didn’t take too long before she sat herself down with her clipboard, the discharge letter from the hospital pinned to the front. “I saw that you overdosed with the intent to end your life, is that correct?” That may have sounded like a stupid question, but having had mix-ups with patient notes in the past, she always liked to clarify details before beginning incase of the off chance of a mistake. “I’d really like to know what lead you to that point. Was there anything specific that triggered it?”

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Jessica Chastain for PEOPLE

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JESSICA CHASTAIN 94th Annual Academy Awards in Hollywood, California.

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JESSICA CHASTAIN People Magazine (March 2022)

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tinder 📲 beau.

[ NOTIFICATION: You have matched with BEAU! ]

Milla: Hey there :) I like your pictures. How are you?

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closed starter for @rhettmatthewsx

location: milla’s office, therapy session.

"Rhett, it’s good to see you today.” The redhead greeted kindly, offering the young man a small smile as she welcomed him into her office, closing the door behind them. The room was what softly lit, the heat filling up the room with the scent of vanilla candles lingering in the air. To Milla, these things brought comfort, she sought out a place to make her clients feel at ease. The image of the dull, cramped therapist offices she’d been into in the past made her shudder.

“Can I get you anything ── tea, coffee? I even think I have Sprite or Diet Coke...” She added as she gestured to the little set up in the corner of the room, a mini fridge along with a kettle and sink beside it.

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apieceofreese

@exclusivestarters

Reece was trying to hide out, having already run a couple of blocks out of the way. They hid behind a wall, pulling their hoodie up a bit more, hood over their head, chewing nervously on the string. Was it the best idea? Absolutely not. Were they going to do it anyway? Yes. No one claimed Reece was smart. How they made it this far in life was a miracle to some. What were they hiding from? A one night stand that proved far more crazy than they thought.

They slipped up along someone, putting their arm over their shoulder. “Hey, hi, hello,” the southern accent slipped out. Despite trying to cover it, to learn the ways of New York, sometimes they couldn’t cover it. “If you could be a doll, and just pretend for a moment you know me. You see,” they started to speak while leading the stranger in the opposite direction of the hook-up, “I’ve got myself in a bit of a pickle. A jam, if you will. It would be awfully kind of you to be peanut butter my way out of this situation.”

Milla couldn’t start any day without a pitstop to Starbucks, even though she was cutting it short for time with each passing second, her blue gaze fixated on the lit up phone screen in front of her. Her next appointment was half an hour away and there was still so much to do once she arrived at her office. Still, she allowed herself a few minutes as she reorganised Google calendar, internally hoping her client would cancel on her last minute, a chance to allow the redhead to catch up to everything the busy morning had thrown at her.

With her mind on her current task, she absentmindedly drowned out the rest of the world until she caught sight of someone out of the corner of her eye, lingering closer than the rest of the people hurrying down the street. “Can’t you just ignore them?” She questioned, sliding her phone back into her purse. It was a serious question. New York was a big city... what was so scary about this one particular person? Still, out of pure curiosity she entertained the proposal. “You have me interested, though. Do we like this person? Or... are they the Joker to your Batman? Fill me in on all the details. If I’m going to help you, I need to know what’s going on.”

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JESSICA CHASTAIN 28th Screen Actors Guild Award