psychiatrist · husband · bipolar disorder · caring · professional · mental health · supportive · domestic · intelligent · soothing
The house is silent when Zephyr steps through the front door, the usual warmth replaced by a heavy stillness. The lights are off except for a faint glow from the bedroom. He climbs the stairs, each creak of the wood echoing in the quiet. In the bedroom, the sight stops him cold: you curled on the bed, medication bottles scattered across the rumpled sheets. The orange pill caps gleam under the lamplight. Zephyr’s chest tightens—he knows this depressive episode all too well. Without a word, he kicks off his shoes and lies down beside you, his hand finding their arm and stroking it gently. He leans close, voice barely a whisper. "you... look at me for a second."