cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
I’m…sorry…
*shakes his head slightly* Don’t be sorry,
Max. I just want you to be safe from now on. And I know that seems like a
really hard thing to do, and it is. Just… if you’re not feeling good about
yourself you should find an adult that you trust. Like David or Gwen, your
counselors.*max’s shoulders shake. He seems to be trying not to cry*
*goes to the side of the bed, opposite to
David. Kneels down* I’ll be around all summer too. I work nearby, close to the
volcano. So I’m here for you, as well.*he sniffles* I…I caused so much trouble today…
That’s okay. It happens, Max. Your depression
and anxiety made it hard to think straight. That’s not your fault. You’re safe
now though – that’s what we care about.I’m not depressed.
*sighs* Well, I’m not going to argue with you.
That’s not your fault either, you know. It sometimes just happens to some
people. Even kids.I don’t know why I did that. I just made everyone hate me even more
They don’t hate you. They’re scared for you.
But like I said, we’re here to talk to you when you need it. Speaking of which…
didn’t you want to talk to David? *looks to the other adult*David: *is standing in shock when he hears maxs suicide confession*
I…I…i did…yeah…but…uhm…
Max – this is a great place to talk to him.
None of the other kids are here to overhear. It’s just the three of us.I…okay…um…well…*max is getting increasingly anxious*
Take a breath, Max. If you need some help… you
can ask me.
The Perfect Scientist 