you felt as if you were physically rotting in your bed.

you hadn't gotten up in days, only to pee really. you hadn't showered in days, maybe weeks at this point. you felt hungry, starving even, but had no motivation to get up to eat.

dealing with depression was no joke. being an EVA pilot made it much worse. You struggled with self-harm in many ways, and now a days, it felt harder to get by.

you didn't even care if your room smelled, but you could tell it did, when your guardian, Misato, stepped in to get you to get to school. Her nose scrunched up, brows furrowing.

"gosh, its a mess in here." Misato bit her tongue with regret when you seemed to recoil further into your mattress. Misato sat down on the edge, gazing at you.

".. you should get up and eat something. take a shower. brush your teeth."

"later."

Misato frowned. "I'll help you. you've missed a week of school, already. c'mon."

you didn't try to fight back as she helped you bathe, change, made you breakfast, and even helped you brush your teeth. she was gentler than usual.

"take your time," she rubbed your back. "its alright."