Therapist: "So it's been a while since we've last spoken. Tell me what's going on."
Me: "I feel like I'm becoming more isolated from everyone around me. I'm starting to hate myself more and more. Everything's turning to complete shit. I feel like I'm falling apart."
Voice: "ha-ha, because you are. You're worthless."
Therapist: "you're holding in so much hurt. You're letting all that pain in you build up, and it just keeps building. You're letting it control you. That's very unhealthy. Are you just waiting for all the pain to just eat you alive?"
Me: "no one understands how long I've been fighting, how many times I've lost...how weak I've gotten. Its like no one really cares to notice that I'm not as strong as I used to be."
Voice: "don't kid yourself you were never strong."
Therapist: "what makes you think no one has noticed?"
Me: "everyone just goes on about the day, while I'm stuck hating myself and everything around me."
Voice: "because they are normal. And you are not."
Therapist: "how do you think we can change that? You hating yourself."
Me: "everything about me is horrid. I'm fat, I'm ugly, I'm a huge mess. I'll never be good enough."
Voice: "and with that being said, you know what to do. Worthless girl."
I realise what the voice means and get up and walk out the door. Leaving my therapist with a "he- come back!"
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Angst
Short Story❝... A few minutes pass and suddenly I get an anxiety attack. 'You have to relieve yourself. Come on no one cares about you, so why should it matter right?' The voice said in a manipulating gesture....❞ *WARNING: In Edit*
