A bar hanging in the Dark

[Doc Holliday]

"No you are not fine!" he replied just as quick as she had. His reply came from personal experience. "When the people you lead and/or care about die in your care, when you never give up for what you believe, when those close to you suffer and there is little you can do about it, one is never fine."
He toned down just a bit as his personal experience took over. "Even the strongest among us have to drop our shields now and then and ask for help." He paused before he continued. "It takes strength, it takes courage and it takes guts, more of all of them than to fight any battle to reach out and ask for help. Medicine keeps things bearable but it does not touch the problem, only someone else can."

He toned down just a little more. "I mean, at the end of the day when we retreat to our quarters, when we get ready for bed, maybe pour a drink and no one is around, that dark place returns and the demons start to crawl out of hiding." His eyes got wet. "I have seen that place all too often. I do not want you to spend more time in that abyss than you already have."

He sat back, wondering if what he said had gotten through or if she would get angry with him and leave. Either way, the cat was out of the bag.

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