god, i need a tony.

I would like to say you have a talent for wording and writing the detail and truth behind each pained word of peters is amazing, and the truth that is the ending of your book is amazing because it shows that the pain will always be there but it will get easier to cope with just want to thank you for this amazing story and how it helped me come to terms with some things about myself and my mind.

I think I have GAD generalized anxiety disorder. but I'm not sure I mean I've had attacks (anxiety and panic) and went to my school counselor and my mom told her we weren't going to a therapist and that was in Jan. and we still haven't gone. my mom doesn't really understand and keeps triggering my anxiety and gets mad when it happens because she says it all in my head.

"No, Peter. I don't want you to change. I want you… I want you to always be you. This isn't about becoming something else. It's… it's about learning how to be you. Your anxiety? Your depression? None of that is you. It's about finding who you are outside of those things."

I would like that phrase to be true, they always ask me to change, but I cannot, technically I would die if I did.
I loved your story, I suffer from depression and I identified a lot, I should see the anxiety as well, really what I feel with people is how Peter feels.
Again, I loved it, congratulations

I don’t suffer from any sort of mental disorder (that I know of), except maybe a bit of anxiety, but I think everyone has a little anxiety sometimes, just a little bit. When I read the last AN, and I guess through the whole story, I felt like I could relate to ‘being a Tony for your Peter.’ See, while I personally don’t suffer from a mental disorder, one of my best and first ever real friends does, and it’s *hard*. God, it’s so hard. I text her everyday, just to make sure she’s okay, that she’ll text me back, that she’ll still *be* there, to answer the phone. It’s terrifying thing, not getting a response, for even a short amount of time. It helps, both me and her, I think, to remind her that she’s *here*, and so are *we*, the people who care about her and need her, just as much as she needs us. It’s even harder right now with the global crisis and all, because I can’t see her, make sure she’s there, check up on her, but we’re working through it. I just wanted to say that, as a Tony-ish person in this sort of situation, that we need and care deeply about our Peters. Sometimes being there for mine is all that really keeps me going (which makes me wonder about the actual state of my mental health, but I digress). It’s not a job to us Tonys, it’s part of us, our Peters are the most important thing out there, and we’ll do all we can for them. Even if all we can do is be a handhold, a rope to guide them back out of the maze, we’ll keep at it. Because the Peters matter. The Peters are most important to us, and we’ll thank them to please don’t forget it. We’re here to help. Always will be.

Love,
A Tony

This story was beautiful. Peter is lucky to have someone to walk through the darkness with him. I hope you have someone as well.

Sidenote: Cask of Amontillado was/is my favorite work by Edgar Allan Poe in high school.

Omg these last chapters were amazing!
I loved your analogy at the end there about good breaths and bad breaths, I've heard that once before in a more broad term but it's really true. You've gotta pull yourself out and recognize that life isn't always peachy keen. Sometimes it sucks and it's painful. That doesn't mean it always will be. I've struggled with depression and an anxiety disorder that left me with crippling panic attacks all the time, like multiple times a day with nobody noticing.
Thank you for making such a great fic that honestly showcases the struggles of these disorders.

I wish there was a kudos button, this fic is really great!

This story and writing is absolutely amazing I am in love!

You know I didn’t connect my not liking to eat in public with my social anxiety. Go figure. I agree that therapy is essential and highly recommended (with a good psychologist/therapist that you trust).

Yes! Good for you! Stay strong.

I legit was wiping my eyes throughout this chapter... ALL THE FEELS
plus this is kinda how I feel sometimes (not exactly, but similar; mine is mostly about feeling like any and all happiness I experience is 'fake' or just a distraction from how I really feel. No matter what I do to feel happy it feels like empty, insincere happiness because I always worry it won't last and I'll slip back into feeling like shit)

This story is actually so amazing. I love it. Your way with words and how relatable this is had me hooked throughout the entire thing.

OMG This was so amazing! You had me crying at some points! You did a great job and now I'm going to go read more of your wonderful work

Ohhhhh wow this was so well written, it really captures how mental illness can effect you and I just wanted to thank you for that. Thank you for really showing how much getting help matters and that we are never really alone. Thank you.