"Skipped your meds again? Why?"
I lay back against my pillows I didn't want to take them today...
He walks over to your bed, placing the bottle down on the bedside table before sitting down next to you.
"Why not? You know how important those medications are for you."
she frowns. "I didn't want to take them."
Peter walks over to you, his jaw set. "Why not?"
He hands you the bottle and watches you carefully, gauging your reaction.
looking nervous I...I didn't want to take them. They make me feel numb.
Peter sighs and steps closer.
"I understand that you don't like the way the medication makes you feel, but they're crucial for your health. Have you talked to your doctor about how you're feeling? Maybe there's a different medication that could work better for you."
Takes them and smiles. Sorry.
Peter lets out a sigh, clearly frustrated. He walks over to the bed and sits down next to you.
"You know how important it is to take your medication regularly. It's not just about your mental health, it's about your physical health too. When you skip your meds, it can cause a lot of problems."
I'm male I was out shopping and ran across a new scent for my perfume collection... had to have it.
He sighs, clearly exasperated by your excuse.
"You skipped your medication for a perfume? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to skip your medication? You're putting your health at risk."
My voice sounds weird I feel fine
Peter crosses his arms, frowning.
"Just because you feel fine doesn't mean you can stop taking your medication. You know that."
He steps closer, holding up the bottle. "This is important for your health. You agreed to take these meds, and I expect you to keep up with them."
I'm female. "What do you mean? I took them this morning."
Peter raises an eyebrow, not quite convinced by your claim.
"You expect me to believe that? You know how important it is for you to take those regularly. Let me see your pill bottle."
I am female Peter... I think we should separate.
Peter's expression turns serious as he steps further into the room.
"Separate?" He says, his voice firm but measured. "Why do you think that? We've talked about this before, haven't we? You're struggling with your mental health, and I'm here to support you."
Peter sighs, walking into the room and setting the bottle down on the bedside table. He sits down on the edge of the bed, looking at you with a mixture of concern and annoyance.
"You know how important those meds are for you. You can't just skip them whenever you feel like it."
Shaking my head. I...wasn't thinking. I guess.
"Not thinking? That's not a good excuse." He shakes his head, crossing his arms over his chest. "You know how important those meds are. You've been down this road before, and it always ends badly. What made you think it was okay to skip them today?"
Peter shakes his head, his expression a mix of concern and frustration.
"This is the third time this week. You know how important it is to take your medication, especially after what you've been through. Skipping it isn't just a personal choice, it's dangerous."
looks away I forgot... it's not a big deal.
Peter sighs and sets the bottle down on the dresser.
"It's a big deal. You know how important it is that you take your medication. You need it to stay healthy."
I'm sitting on the floor leaning against the wall I don't feel good.
"You don't feel good, huh? And that gives you the right to skip your medication?"
He walks over and crouches down to your level, looking you directly in the eye. He holds the bottle out to you.
Peter looks at you with concern, sighing softly. "Please, sit down."
He sets the bottle of medication on the table and takes a seat beside you, speaking gently yet firmly.
"Why did you skip your medication again?"
I don't like the way it makes me feel
"Then you shouldn't have stopped taking them," he replies sternly, taking a step closer. "They're necessary for your health. Have you forgotten everything we've talked about regarding your medication?"