**GUYS I GOT TO SEE BRENDON URIE AAAAAAAAAA. He sang "Nine in the Afternoon," and even though I know the story behind it and it involving drugs, it's my favorite song. It made me cry, to be honest, and I just felt so happy. It's been a while since I've felt like that, so it was nice to be happy and hear my favorite song sung live.

Also, this isn't a sadstuck. Just telling you right off the bat, just because someone has depression and/or anxiety doesn't mean they are constantly enveloped in those negative thoughts. As someone who has been dealing with both, I get it. You can have bouts of horrible feelings and just wanting to do nothing because there's nothing for you in life. If you ever need help, contact a therapist (they do help), call (+1-800)-273-8255. If you have anxiety over phone calls, text 741-741, you can text instead of call, which I know can be scary. I love all of you guys, even though I'm just a random kid online. You all deserve the world.**

"Here we are!" I say, laying down with a blanket and basket. I, being the crazy one of this relationship, decided that Eridan and I should hike all the way up a mountain just for a sunset. I don't think I've panted this hard in a while, and Eridan was getting air from his gills and nose. 

"I kind of hate you," He wheezes out, making me sputter out a laugh. He lays down right next to me and wraps himself around me. We look up, the clouds going lilac and rose and orange. Indescribable shapes float through the air, heading towards the setting sun. The air was still warm, the dregs of summer still allowing the breeze to feel hot.

This is all fake, I flick the voice out of my head. Inhibition and anxiety don't need to ruin this moment. He's going to leave the second you tell him about us. Just fuck off.

I set up plate and take out sandwiches and sodas, a fun night picnic. The sun was taking forever to dip down, or really for the world to spin so that the sun wouldn't be shining on this half of the earth.

I don't want to back out of this. I mean, I've been dating him for a couple of months. I think he ought to know my episodes/bouts of anxiety and depression. It may be difficult, but if he doesn't love me for something that I need to go through, then he doesn't love me at all.

He never even loved you, you're just a sick kid. And I thought I told you to fuck off. And yet, I'll always be here. Go away, I don't need myself to feel pressured to not tell. He deserves to know, so I'm going to fucking tell him.

"Hey," I hear his quiet voice say. I turn to look at his bespectacled face. "Somefin's on your mind. Wwhat's wwrong?"

I sit up, my hands crossing over my knees. He leans on his elbow, his head resting on his hand. 

"I have been meaning to tell you something," I start with. I snort at his worried face. "It isn't me breaking up with you, or anything like that, but I do need you to know this." His face relaxed, but there still was a trace of concern.

Stop it, stop it, you are going to ruin everything if you tell him. I shake my head briefly, trying to get the small voice of insecurity out.

"I can go through certain... moods, let's say," I start rocking on the balls of my feet. "I get unhappy. A lot of the time, there's not something that can help me."

"Is it a sickness?" He scoots back a little, a bit afraid. I can understand that. 

"Well, it is a mental illness, but it's not exactly contagious." He comes close to me and nods in understanding. I feel like I'm teaching a little kid, but maybe there's something like it in Trollian.

"I might shut you out," I warn. "I might just want to be left alone or I might just want you near me, and I need you to understand these things." I take a breath in before continuing. When I told my parents, they were a bit less understanding. 'It's just a phase,' 'It's because of all that dark crap you kids get into.' No, it can be something not made by media.

"I have anxiety and depression. I don't want you to leave because I have them, but I also wanted you to know because you deserved to." He nods and suddenly, the sky starts going dark. Stars and the moon start coming around as our planet spins slowly. 

"I get it." Eridan scoots closer to me and wraps his arm around my shoulders. I lay my head on his shoulder as we stare up at the sky going dark and stars coming out. "Y/n, Wwhy wwould I leavve you for somefin you can't evven control?" He kisses my forehead lightly and hugs me tight. "I lovve you."

I felt like a small cloud stopped hanging around me after that. It made me feel a little bit better about having them around him. 

To have someone there can be so comforting, and someone who understands is a gift. 

My unwelcomed friends will still, probably always, be with me, but now I know I have someone who's not afraid to fight them with me.

**I was having difficulty with this one. This wan't a request, I'm actually done with my request list, so if you have some, go ahead. I write them. 

The main reason I had difficulty with this is because I didn't know how to portray Them. It's difficult to explain to someone about the mental illnesses you can have, it's so difficult, and I feel if I ever have a significant other, I'd want them to know and understand. I just didn't know or never knew how to tell someone. 

Everyone deserves someone to listen to them, I believe that with the whole of my heart. I've listened to random people on the internet who DM me. I've heard every single one of my friends. It feels like no one listens to me, because they are all wrapped up in their problems and then I have their problems as well as mine then I stop eating and I degrade myself and it hurts and sucks and I just want to go to sleep.

But I'm still going to be there because everyone deserves someone who understands and listens. If you need someone to listen to you, I'll be right here.

Bye.**