Stressed, Depressed,

Hi, I'm Thayer... You know what? Let's not focus on me. Let's focus on you. ------------------------ {Diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder, Major Depressive Disorder, and Nightmare Disorder}

[thay-the-shattered]

Unlike any other times where Thayer was with a book, he sat on the floor in the hallway. It was unusual to find someone in his late teenage years hugging a small stuffed animal and sucking his thumb, but it seemed to suit his current state right now. This was probably odd-looking for the nurses who passed by him, but he didn't mind. It was mostly because this was not Thayer; this was another personality.

The alter looked up and tried to figure out where he was and where was his mother. Was she here with him? Did she abandon him? She wouldn't leave him here without a friend, would she? He stared at the nearest wall, lightly biting his thumb and attempting to sort this out.

[thay-the-shattered]

"Honestly," Vincent decided to quit playing the role of concerned stranger after the boy’s tone changed to something a bit more defensive. "I don’t give a fuck. I was just trying to make polite conversation, something I am complete rubbish at by the way." He took a cigarette from his ear, one that had previously been hidden by his dark curls, and a match from an inside sweater pocket. He struck the match on the wall behind him and lit the cigarette, exhaling the smoke very slowly so as not to attract any staff. "I’m sorry. My name is Vincent." He smiled at the boy and took another puff off the cigarette before offering it to Thay. 

Thayer didn't want to attract any unwanted attention. He could feel one of his alters smiling and silently begging for him to get extremely aggravated. He exhaled a little, calming himself as much as he could. "Well... Could you attempt to be more polite?" he asked in a slightly calmer tone. He watched as the other lit a cigarette, which he guessed was against the rules. "Any-Anyways, I'm Thayer," he muttered. The male took a look at the cigarette, wanting to take a drag or 2, but slowly shook his head in reply. 

[vincentt-malloy-deactivated2015]

To say that Vincent was bad with emotions would be to say that Beethoven or Mozart were just okay composers. He pressed his lips together and they formed a straight line. “That seems reasonable. I mean you’re here to have other people tell you what is wrong right.” He narrowed his eyes and looked suspiciously at the boy. “I would guess from our surroundings ‘a little bummed’ is a bit of an understatement?” He faked his best friendly smile. 

[thay-the-shattered]

A surge of guilt pulsed through Thayer after Vincent said something to that effect. He stared at him, realizing he could see through his facade. "Um..." The male gulped and bit his lip nervously. Why did this person care all of the sudden. "What, you think I'm depressed? Well... I am. But I don't want to blab about it like the others here." He sounded a little rude, but Thayer didn't care at this point. He just wanted to be left alone.

[oliviaccarter-blog]

Olivia was the queen of faking it, so she easily picked up on the forced smile. However, she smiled back and nodded her head towards the door, walking out into the hall. Once they were in the hall and a little ways from the crowded room, she glanced over at him. “You know, you could go back and join the party if you wanted,” she said, glancing back over her shoulder to the rec room. “I’d totally understand. I’m sure it’s much more fun than the garden. Though, I’ve never been one for social event,” she said with a shrug. She kept walking, her eyes once more facing straight ahead.

Olivia didn’t mind the company, it was nice actually. To be around someone, without the pressure of a room full of people. Chaos and crowded rooms were no longer something she enjoyed. But she knew some people did still like being around that kind of stuff. 

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer followed Olivia into a hall. She had led him away from the noisy rec room, and he was eternally grateful for that to happen. He looked at her as she suggested for him to go back to the room if he so desired. "I'm not good with people, especially in large crowds. I-I'd much rather talk to one person," he replied, a calm tone present.

Something about this female made Thayer feel comfortable. He wasn't sure what it was, but he began to cheer up. This kind of scared him. He didn't want to like someone this much. Sooner or later she was going to leave, and he didn't want to be heartbroken.

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer jolted awake as the last scene of the dream lingered his mind. It felt too real. Why did that happen? He let out a shaky breath as he discovered how bad he was shaking. He did not like these things one bit. His eyes wandered around the room, but not next to the other bed. Thayer felt odd staring at another person. He wasn't really worthy to stare at him... Or anyone, for that matter. He figured that he couldn't bring himself to close his eyes again, so he quietly snuck out into the hall to calm himself down. No one would see how much of a wreck he was right now... At least he hoped.

[oliviaccarter-blog]

Olivia wasn’t one to enjoy crowds, at least, not anymore. They held too much potential for something setting off her anxiety. So that morning, when everyone was having their time in the rec room, she decided she was going to go walk through the garden. It was one of the more peaceful places at Thornewood. Somewhere she felt at ease.

She was passing by the rec room when she noticed a boy standing against the wall, looking rather uncomfortable. Olivia couldn’t help but smile a little. He looked like she did when she was in the rec room, miserable. Taking a deep breath, she stepped into the busy room and slowly made her way over to the boy.

Reaching out, she tapped him lightly on the shoulder, hoping not to completely startle him. Once she had his attention, she glanced at the chaotic room, then back at him. “I was about to go walk around the garden, it’s a lot more peaceful than this. Would you like to join me?” she asked softly, shifting her weight nervously between her feet. Olivia wasn’t one for a lot of social interaction, but she knew what it felt like to be in his place. 

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer felt the light tap on his shoulders, and he turned to see a female who was rather thin. She seemed to be a little too thin, and it brought back a memory about what life was like years ago. It wasn't a bad memory... Or at least he thought. His brown eyes quickly took note at how friendly but anxious her tone was. Maybe this person could become his best friend...

The male listened to what she had to say. He had wanted to be left alone, but if he agreed to walk with her, then maybe it would make her day. Plastering a fake smile on his face, Thayer nodded. "There's a garden? I wasn't aware of that. Sure, I'd like to walk with you." Another thought had entered his mind. Maybe she just feels sorry for you, it echoed. Thayer ignored the thought, figuring that he had nothing left to lose at this point.

[vincentt-malloy-deactivated2015]

Vincent was sitting in the rec room hiding behind a book. He analyzed everyone who walked through the door and watched them carefully. Most of them were boring. Just doing anything to keep themselves occupied until it was time to do something else. Outside time would be soon and Vincent always looked forward to that. Being outside made him feel like he was free again. The gardens were nice and when the nurses weren’t watching him very closely, he could sneak a cigarette in, not that he needed to wait until they were outside, but he liked smoking outside better. The cold air made the smoke look more beautiful as he exhaled it into the air. 

After watching people for a few moments, he noticed a boy standing by the wall. He looked slightly intimidated by the people around him and he was staring down at the floor as if ashamed of something. ‘This could be fun’ Vincent thought to himself as he closed the book loudly and walked over to stand beside the boy. He kept his posture perfectly straight as he pranced across the floor. “Is something wrong?” he asked, in his best fake concerned voice. 

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer's eyes quickly darted up to the other's, and his facial expression had changed. Did he see the pain in his eyes, even for a second? This was going to be quite the lie that he had to concoct if he wanted a brand new friend. Besides, he wouldn't want to be seen as a person who was always a downer when it came to sunny days. "Um... I'm not sure," he said, surprisingly with honestly. "I just feel... A little bummed, I suppose. Nothing more." His former therapist believed such a lie. Maybe this guy would.

[fuckyeahladieswithattitude-blog]

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer wandered around the rec room, looking for someone to talk to. It was incredibly boring to do so without a book in hand, but he needed socialization. His eyes looked around the room, sorting through the people and trying to figure out if he should actually interact with someone. He gave up with the effort and stood near the wall, looking rather uncomfortable.

At this point, he felt as though he wasn't worthy of talking to anyone. Besides, who would want to talk to a stupid person like him? Today was just not his day when it came to experiencing even the smallest sense of satisfaction. His eyes wandered to the floor as his mind sent him messages of self-pity.

[eponinebrookes]

"Are you nervous? And you haven’t asked my name—that is rather rude. You should never be rude to a lady." She had brought her face inches away from his. "You don’t seem like you only have a temper. I could be wrong, though. I have bad judgement."

[thay-the-shattered]

"Well, I..." Thayer wasn't sure how to speak to a person that was now closer to his face. It was breaking social norms, or at least, that's what he felt. "Sorry for being rude to you. I..." He wasn't sure how to respond when he wasn't completely sure if he had a temper. Instead, the male chuckled nervously.

[thay-the-shattered]

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer shrugged a little and thought. He had seemed to lose track of the days, given the fact that Alex took over for a while. “Uh… Last night? I don’t exactly remember all that clearly. There was a lot of screaming, though. I didn’t come here willingly. Uh… What about...

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer's ears had caught the last part of what Seth was saying. He wasn't the only new person here. Seth was relatively new herself. Perhaps she could teach him the ropes and how exactly how to befriend the whole asylum. "That's not long. That's not long indeed," he commented. "So, uh... So you like to... Read?" Read? Was that really the best he could come up with? Although he looked amused, Thayer was silently beating himself up for this.

[thay-the-shattered]

The male’s brown eyes raised up to the other’s face quickly. Someone was talking to him. This seemed nice. “Hi,” he muttered awkwardly. “I’m Thayer. Nice to meet you, Seth.” A small, crooked smile grew on his lips. “I thought I was going to be friendless around here.”

[hcliophilic]

Seth grinned at the boy. “Lovely to meet you too, Thayer.” She watched as he smiled a little. “Well friendless is no fun.” Seth said. “When did you get here?” She asked.

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer shrugged a little and thought. He had seemed to lose track of the days, given the fact that Alex took over for a while. "Uh... Last night? I don't exactly remember all that clearly. There was a lot of screaming, though. I didn't come here willingly. Uh... What about you? How long have you been here?"

[thay-the-shattered]

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer looked up for a slight second before noticing her cleavage peeping out at him. He was already quite awkward with a girl, but a girl who was curvy…? That caused him to act twice as awkward.

"Oh…" He mumbled, his attention going to the book. "It’s… It’s a book based...

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer fumbled with the book for a second as he realized how geeky he was. He might as well embrace his inner nerd, right? "Thanks Jaycee. It's nice to finally have a friend in this place."

It was a little hard for Thayer to organize his thoughts, but he ended up sorting out why he was there, with the help of the others in his head, that is. He didn't want to ruin the chances of his new friend being closer, so lying was in his best interest. "If you must know, I couldn't control my temper," he said with ease. It was interesting how convincing fibs were as they slid off his tongue.

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer decided to take a break from reading. He wasn’t so sure how make a new friend. He supposed he needed some time to get used to his new surroundings before talking to anyone. Marking the page with a fold in the corner, the tall male got up from his bed and exited the...

[thay-the-shattered]

The male's brown eyes raised up to the other's face quickly. Someone was talking to him. This seemed nice. "Hi," he muttered awkwardly. "I'm Thayer. Nice to meet you, Seth." A small, crooked smile grew on his lips. "I thought I was going to be friendless around here."

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer wasn’t really sure how to introduce himself to strangers; the awkwardness would get to him once more, and he would end up messing up again. In hopes of being befriended, he sat there, reading a new book he had purchased before coming here. He seemed to be so...

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer looked up for a slight second before noticing her cleavage peeping out at him. He was already quite awkward with a girl, but a girl who was curvy...? That caused him to act twice as awkward.

"Oh..." He mumbled, his attention going to the book. "It's... It's a book based on a futuristic video game." He tried to look calm, but his cheeks were starting to burn. "It's... R-Really good."

[thay-the-shattered]

Thayer decided to take a break from reading. He wasn't so sure how make a new friend. He supposed he needed some time to get used to his new surroundings before talking to anyone. Marking the page with a fold in the corner, the tall male got up from his bed and exited the room. Thayer had set foot into the hall of the second floor. Where had everyone been? Did he miss something by reading? It wouldn't have been the first time... He just stood in the hall, hoping someone would pass him.

[thay-the-shattered]

A New Start || Open

Thayer wasn't really sure how to introduce himself to strangers; the awkwardness would get to him once more, and he would end up messing up again. In hopes of being befriended, he sat there, reading a new book he had purchased before coming here. He seemed to be so engulfed in the plot th the didn't hear anything around him. It was a few moments before he had heard someone next to him. The young adult, being as odd as he was, flinched to the point of dropping his book. Not saying anything, he quickly looked up at the person, attempting to figure out what to make of them.