"Well....I know that....it should be a priority to you. It's your life, but they look at things different. Some only care about the dollar signs. Some actually care about the person themselves. Either way, neither may be able to help. Some don't have the knowledge how to help....and I'm sorry." Seimei doesn't remember his parents or anything, but he guesses that's alright. It's hard to miss something you don't remember. So it's alright in his mind. "Maybe they can....but it also depends on insurance and all that. Some don't cover shit." See, he does cuss....rarely. He kind of pokes Christian in the side. "But it stinks. It stinks so bad." He's making a face at the thought. "And to me it tastes bad." The smell is bad enough to keep him away. "I hope they find some new medicine for you. Just saying." There are worse mental problems people can have...like violent ones.