“You suffer from depression?”
“And anxiety, yes.” Dustin nods.
“I did hear you had a breakdown in college,” Ronan admits.
“Everything just got to be too much: the pressure to be normal, my visions, my family, classes, relationships, everything. I got help, though. I got into therapy, got on medication, and things improved. I have bad days, and bad moments, but I’m a lot better. It doesn’t mean I’m unstable or unreliable.”
“I never thought having a breakdown made you those things. I’m glad you got help. I’m sorry you went through all that. I’m sorry you didn’t have a family that helped,” Ronan says as he pulls into the parking lot of the motel.
“Thank you. It was a really crappy time, but it got me to a better place. You aren’t worried about working with someone with mental health prob
