Naturally Valli's next question was why Agnes couldn't feel anything, and she frowned a bit and looked down at the drumstick she was still spinning. She stopped spinning it, and put it back in her back pocket. She looked at Valli, still frowning a bit.
"If I tell you that I will probably fall back into my suicidal state. It took the shrink back in the islets two months to get me out of that, with constant surveillance. You sure you want to be in charge of that, Valli?"
Valli was, in a way, misinterpreting the situation. Ore more accurately, he was missing key components. He knew in a general sense what he was dealing with, but literally only in the most general sense.
"I won't ask you to go into detail," Valli said. "Only in general terms. Doing so will help me understand what I might be able to do for you, and how I should focus the therapy so you can see some kind of an effect."
Agnes' foot fidgeted a bit faster when Valli asked if she could explain "in general terms". Agnes could feel that one feeling, fear, wanted to lift its head and her bored outer core nearly cracked. She didn't know how she was supposed to explain something like that in general terms.
"Easier said than done, doc."
Agnes said quietly, and sighed a bit.
"I dunno...before I got caught something happened that...messed me up. That alone wasn't what did it, but it was the cherry on top, you know? And I'm not talking about how I killed my dad, just so we're clear. He deserved it."
Agnes' chest felt a bit tight, when her body wanted to hyperventilate but her mind was just numb.
Alright. Maybe too much. He'd hoped for something more vague and general, something like I was assaulted or someone betrayed me, but apparently even an overview might have been too much for Agnes.
"That's something we can work up to," Valli said, more or less giving permission for her to simply pull back. "It's common for there to be multiple factors involved in a breakdown, and helping one generally helps the others. We can work through things bit by bit, and eventually you'll reach a point where you'll be able to talk about it without shutting down."
No comment on Agnes killing her father. Had he already known about it? Or then it was normal for murderers to sit in his office. On this island? Agnes wasn't surprised. She knew a guy who casually talked about killing people, there must be countless people on the island that actually did it.
But Agnes kinda appreciated he didn't latch onto that. Like she had said, Agnes felt 0 regret about killing that shitpile of a human being.
"The...the "cherry" I'm talking about won't be in my files. I didn't say it, to anyone. Or more like couldn't."
Agnes sighed a bit and fidgeted with her gloves, pulling on the fingers and trying to watch out for the burns on her fingers.
"You're not a miracle worker, how are you supposed to help me without even knowing why I'm in this state?"
Valli didn't have enough fingers for all the patients who'd murdered their parents. Sometimes just one. Sometimes both. It wasn't exactly common, but it wasn't exactly uncommon either.
"That's alright," Valli said. "As I mentioned, I don't plan to read through your file in detail unless you want me to. Even without being told what the 'cherry' is, it's obvious that something extremely traumatic happened to you. Working through secondary trauma--the stuff around the cherry--can help... reduce the load. Think of it like a pyramid. If you take blocks from the sides, the height of the pyramid gradually diminishes until you can finally reach the top."
Even so, he suspected she probably did want to say it. To get it off your chest.
Agnes wasn't a shrink or that knowledgeable about psychology so she supposed what Valli was saying made sense. Or at least enough sense for Agnes to go along with it. Well, in this mindset Agnes would've even said yes to lobotomy.
"I'm just here to try anything to get me feeling again. I don't care if you read my file or not, if you think you can work with me without it then good luck."
Agnes crossed her legs, but the one on top still kept fidgeting.
"So, what next? I just start taking blocks off?"
She was willing to try. That was good. Considering she was there involuntarily, Valli had expected far less interaction. Lots of those who were there involuntarily tended to pull back, never quite committing to anything. But she was going to try, and Valli gave her a smile, doing his best to look supportive.
"Just start taking blocks off. Just pick one, and talk about it. Not a vital one. Not a key one. Just one. Something that bothers you."
Agnes was feeling unsteady for the first time in a while. Even if Valli said to start taking blocks off Agnes didn't know where to start. All the "blocks" that came to mind seemed pretty big.
"Something that bothers me..."
Agnes pondered, and her foot fidgeted bit faster for a while.
"I guess drinking blood bothers me. And that I can't sleep."
Ah, food issues. That was something Valli had experience with, something he could more easily work with. The subject of unusual diets was something that was fairly Manta Carlos specific, because in the Narrow Reality no one had to feed off blood or sex or something like that. That meant alllll the research and information had to be done on Manta Carlos, which meant the whole field was... Well, it was still being worked on.
"Having a sudden change of diet, especially to something taboo like flesh or blood can be jarring for most people. If you can eat food, something that I suggest to help normalizing things is to eat food as you would have normally, and then drinking blood alongside it. That helps your mind catch up to the fact that blood is food. Over time, you slowly phase out the solids, until you're just left the mindset of blood as a meal."
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