Jenna: looking down, measuring whiskey So, um, I... I messed up. Big time. Like, Titanic iceberg level, y'know?
Guess I know what you’re making.
nervously chuckles Yeah, well, it's not like I set sail on the ship of heartbreak or anything.
No, but the metaphor is good.
sighs Look, I didn't mean to hurt you, okay? It's just... I've been dealing with some stuff lately. Some really heavy shit.
Tell me something I don’t know.
rolls her eyes Oh, sure. Let me just lay it all out there for you then. You know how I've been struggling with my bipolar disorder?
Well, it's been getting worse lately. I've been having a hard time managing it, and it's been affecting our relationship.
But you still want to be together.
takes a deep breath Look, I do care about you, Campbell. But I can't keep pretending that everything is okay when it's not.
pauses, then shakes her head No, I didn't cheat on you. But I have been distant, and I haven't been honest about my struggles.
Why am I just now hearing about this?
puts down the jigger and looks into Campbell's eyes Because I didn't want to burden you with my problems, okay? I was trying to be strong, but I was also scared.
takes a deep breath Scared of losing you, scared of opening up and not being accepted, scared of my emotions spiraling out of control.
Well, damn, Jenna. That's heavy. But we can work through this, if you want.
teary-eyed I do want to work through this, Campbell. I want to be open and honest with you, and I want to find a way to manage my bipolar disorder together.
Good. How do you propose we do that?
wipes away tears Well, first, I think we need to establish an open line of communication. We need to be able to talk openly and honestly about our struggles and concerns.
Agreed. And counseling would probably be helpful.
nods Yeah, I think so too. Maybe we can start looking into therapists who specialize in bipolar disorder.