Brooklyn Fish
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We Are Us--Part 1
"I thought it was just a dream. I thought...maybe I could have been wrong." I mumbled frigidly, " They said that they knew things, things we as humans don't have the mental capacity to properly comprehend." I swallowed the fear that had been stuck in my throat for days. Amidst trying to finish a single thought, the silence in the room began making me sweat. The smell of fresh linen on the couch and the faint ticking of the clock started to weigh heavily on my brain. My therapist assumingly peered at me from the corner as if to say she understood, even though she didn't, while jotting down notes and memos for her next client. I've found myself questioning why I continue to return to these bull shit sessions, spilling all of my secrets out to a superficial woman holding the world’s most hypocritical coffee mug stating, "Everything will be okay". If only.
By Brooklyn Fish7 years ago in Psyche