Being someone I had known for a long time, your sudden change had startled me. It would be little things, not specific things that I would do, but those kinds of things that would just irk a normal person would made you into a monster.
I could hear the impatience in your voice if you couldn't find your kunai or if someone took too long to make your ramen.
If you just didn't like the way my tone of voice sounded to you, even if what was said was completely benign to you, you would get mad. And you would stay mad for Kami-knows-how-long...You would hate me for one single minute and be cheerfully working on mission paperwork the next.
Is it me? Please, let me know if I can fix what ever's wrong with me, so that you can't be mad anymore...Come on, Sakura. This isn't right.
There are times, when I see you, and your hands shake so anxiously, and your eyes appear to be absolutely focused on something. Your body shakes uncontrollably and it looks like...someone could barely touch you, and the girl I know could fragment into endless shards of glass.
More than anything, you keep saying you're sorry. Endless apologies for endless reasons of endless mistakes that were made by someone else. You'll attack and you'll bandage a wound! Who DO you blame, Sakura-chan?
There are these triggers that I have to walk around now. I learned of your newly-discovered personalities and have learned to accept and understand, that no--you can't be exposed to too much violence, the only weapons you can weild are your fists, and that you are a victim simply as much as I.
You aren't normal and I have learned to understand that. Your only option of reaching normality is to medicate yourself.
But, I have faith in you, in your insanity.
I hope you can get better soon.
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Story notes: This fic revolves around someone noticing the symptoms of bi-polar in a friend, and not being sure how to respond.
I wanted to write this as a tribute to my sister, who, has had the patience to put up with me for a long time.
Chapter end notes: This was very personal to me, so, please keep flames to yourselves.