That was definitely deep, to say the least. I'm impressed.

Oh. Ok. I'm just mindfucked and I'm crying too much. I love this thing that you did, writing about something without using the certain word, and yet giving the reader the FEELING of it. I simply love it, there are too few stories like that. I started crying at the lover part, heh, that was expected (did you know it's Matt x Mello Day today? Held on tumblr, search the tag "mattxmelloday". The
best present ever, your oneshot I mean). No, wait, it was at Near's
part. The smell of leather, the color of sun... Describing them as someone more that rivals... It killed me. And then Matt came into the mix, messing me up even more c: and the "L-lie" thing? So POWERFUL. " Because the worst doesn't come in the moment of a great loss.
It comes the day after."
Damn. Motherfucking damn. I love it when the last line of a fanfic punches me in the gut. This one certainly did.
So... I love you for making my day 1000x better.
Oh, and about visiting a psychologist... I think if your sadness is reflected in art, art is a way to let it go. So as long as writing helps you throw it out of your system, you're fine ;)