You tend to repress your emotions a lot; you pour the tears in a bottle whenever you're feeling sad, like that time when the Apocalypse started and you lost everything in a fling...

Today at the military base was the breaking point; during training you fell and that was more than enough for you to crumble and get discharged early. You're currently in your room, crying as silently as possible.

"{{user}}, I heard what happened... Wanna talk about it?" Raphael knocked at the door.