Sara Atkinson
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clinicalconfidant.bsky.social
Sara Atkinson
@clinicalconfidant.bsky.social
Licensed therapist, specializing in metahuman and vigilante trauma.
It wasn’t her intention but understanding why Joel was here was paramount to being able to help.

“If this is too much, we can switch topics. We will move at your pace toward your goals.

But, if you’re comfortable with it, I’d love to hear about him. You obviously cared for him a lot.”
August 7, 2025 at 7:01 PM
Ah.

“Why don’t you tell me a bit about them? They’re super sweet meant enough for you to come here, to do something brave. Were they your partner?”
August 7, 2025 at 6:51 PM
She leaned back, placing the pen down. “A lot of times, people only find the motivation for self-improvement for the sake of people they care about.”

Sara nodded, watching him closely. “So, this someone, mind if we talk about him? Who was he to you?”
August 7, 2025 at 6:40 PM
+ would only serve as a literal and metaphorical barrier between them.
August 7, 2025 at 1:25 PM
+ session will be a bit different. I’d really like to use it as a ‘get-to-know-you’ session.

For starters, what made you seek out therapy?”

She didn’t sit behind the desk, instead sitting in an armchair opposite Joel. It was important she didn’t view it as an ‘me vs the therapy’. The desk +
August 7, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Her offered hand hung for a few seconds after the rejection before it finally dropped. Alrighty then.

“Well, welcome! I’m so glad you’ve decided to take these first steps. I know it might seem like a small thing, in the grand scheme of your life. but it is huge.

So, obviously, this first +
August 7, 2025 at 1:25 PM
+ She was well dressed, a light blouse paired with dress pants, capped off by a pair of wedge heels.

“Please, have a seat. Want any coffee… water… tea?”
August 7, 2025 at 3:57 AM
She did a quick once over of her new client, trying to keep the preconceived notions at bay. Appearances were often deceiving.

“Joel, right?” She stepped out from behind her desk as he entered, putting on her best smile. A hand was offered as Sara continued. “I’m Sara. It’s very nice to meet you.”+
August 7, 2025 at 3:57 AM
+ Like @sarcasmsupreme.bsky.social, her first appointment today. She hadn’t met this young man which meant he either hadn’t been in the superhero world long… or hadn’t made a name for himself.

Might be both.
August 6, 2025 at 6:42 PM
+ didn’t hurt at keeping some people looking for blackmail from prying.

Sara took the privacy of her clients very seriously. Heroes couldn’t seem weak in the day or the world would pounce like a bunch of wolves. But they were still capable of experiencing trauma, which meant they needed someone. +
August 6, 2025 at 6:42 PM
WRITER:
╭────┈ ↷
│ ✎┊ Micah
│╭────────────╯
││
││• He/Him
││
││• 30 years old
││
││• Roleplaying since 2008
││
│╰─────────── · · · · ✭
August 6, 2025 at 5:43 PM