I was sixteen.
Really? I’d always thought you’d started in Uni. With Victor, yes? Was that his name?
Bog off. We’re not getting into this, I assure you.
Just curious. You’ll answer when you’re ready. I joined the military because my parents couldn’t pay for both Harry and I to go to Uni. My best option was to join the army and there I was.
There’s no need to sulk, Sherlock?
I’m not going to say anything about it.
Sherlock?
Shit.
I believe we’re equal.
He claims his strength is from the army. He was a doctor.
And he declares he once boxed in secondary school, but I don’t have much faith in this. Sherlock Holmes? Boxing? Unlikely. What is probable is him finding the analytical aspects of the situation and using them to his advantage.
I don’t even want to debate now.
Really?
Yes.
Pardon?
Yes.
What?
God dammit John, I said yes- I don’t wish to bicker but you continually asking is persuading me to do so!
Apologies. Since I didn’t before, how’s the jaw?
Better. The ice is doing it’s job. I never doubted it.
Neither did I.
It was difficult, I’m not going to lie to you. The sleep was a harsh issue on my side, also (It’s why I try so hard to get Sherlock to do so.). It was hardly at night when I did sleep, though. I was extremely exhausted. Sometimes I would wake up at the table or on the ground and not realize that I had dozed off. You therapist, however, seems to be correct. Do what he/she says (They are the professional.).
My suggestions are to make sure you’re eating properly and sleep whenever you even slightly feel tired. Try making a point to go out with friends one night a week or something along those lines. Have confidence that everyone around you makes you feel comfortable and if they don’t evaluate why that is. Stick by your family if you can.
But above all stay positive about it. If you aren’t, everything can be ruined.