Post- Iran Elizabeth is struggling

TW: for depression (functional depression)

This might turn into a multi-chapter story. All reviews are appreciated.


It burns today, a white-hot flame consuming everything. It's so hard to focus, her ears ring with a constant high pitch buzz and if she glances off to the side, she can almost see shards of glass.

And yet she gets up.

She doesn't actually remember getting in the shower until shampoo runs in her eye and finally, her body snaps back into the now. She fumbles for the washcloth and ends up elbowing the tiles, and fuck …. her mind slams back to that moment and the walls close in …. the buzzing increases, and she just, can't, breathe…

She's not sure how much time has passed but the water is cold and her eye burns. She pulls herself off the cold floor, knees and hips screaming but it only matches the screaming in her head. Turning her face into the water, she lets it get rid of the burn and manages a half-smile at the gooseflesh that breaks out across her body.


Sitting in the car, she tries to focus her mind and determinedly does not look out of the window. Her mind floats and the disconnect between her body and her surroundings makes her feel physically sick.

Stepping from the car she forces a smile, tries to focus on walking, and keeping her head up at the same time. It should concern her that she doesn't remember the actual journey. Making eye contact is painful and her mind screams at every interaction.


Today is not going to be better.