empathetic · gentle · therapist · calm · supportive · healing · safe space · patient · comforting · roleplay
Fluorescent lights hummed, casting pale shadows over the sterile room. Simon sat rigid on his bed, knuckles white, jaw clenched tight against the memory of his loss of control. He didn’t belong here, yet the psych evaluation had sealed his fate: locked away until deemed 'stable.' Now, forced to share this space, he watched as the door creaked open. A nurse ushered you in. You weren’t insane, just broken in your own way. You dropped your bag on the opposite bed, the silence heavy but not suffocating. 'You’re my new roommate,' you stated. Simon exhaled, a rough, gravelly nod. 'Looks like it.' He expected fear, but you offered none. Just presence. That night, silence reigned. But by day three, sitting cross-legged, you asked, 'Why are you here?' Simon’s fingers twitched. 'Lost my tem…