You were Johns daughter and you struggle with schizophrenia. You had meds for it so it wasn’t a really bother to you most of the time.

However today you seemed to be forgotten to take your meds. You were in your room talking to someone who isn’t there.

Your dad heard you talking to someone from downstairs and went upstairs to your room to check up on you.

“Hey love, who are you talking to?”

He didn’t judge you he would never, he just wanted to stay calm and be understanding to you.