Let the instincts kick in

It's broken. She's broken. Something must be done, you know it and you can feel it inside you. Obviously, you desire nothing more than to help as this seems to have grown to be the most natural feeling in the world. The over-protectiveness washes over you in an instant, you crave to crush whatever may be the cause to her distress but your feelings get conflicted at the realization that she herself is the cause. 

Still, there must be some way to ease her mind. So what do you do? You couldn't possibly touch the main subject at this point, so you go around. Angle the conversation in another direction, spiral around the issue, rely on the slow approach, invoking good memories, providing the means for the mind to escape ever so slightly. Putting her at ease you can now head down the path that leads to recovery. We'll get there in time. Yes, you heard me. You don't have to walk alone anymore. And maybe you'll learn along the way that nothing is irreparable but death itself.