DOCTOR: I just pushed the record button. Shall we begin?
PATIENT: Let's get this over with.
DOCTOR: Why don't you start by telling me how your week is going?
PATIENT: My week sucks, just like every other week. Next question.
DOCTOR: Are you still having disturbing thoughts?
PATIENT: They don't disturbe me.
DOCTOR: Let me rephrase, then. Are you still having thoughts of hurting yourself?
PATIENT: You know I was joking about that.
DOCTOR: At least that's what you told me.
PATIENT: You believed it. If you thought I was actually capable of killing myself, you'd be required to look me up. I know the rules.
DOCTOR: Why would you joke about something so serious?
PATIENT: Are you kidding? Feelings of depression, feeling sorry for myself, lack of self-esteem, eager for attention, craving some serious shock value... Shall I go on?
DOCTOR: No. Thank you.
PATIENT: Is this your first time as a therapist?
DOCTOR: Trying to insult me isn't the answer. I'm asking you an important question, and I'm not looking for a stock response. Why would you joke about killing yourself?
PATIENT: Boredom.
DOCTOR: I think there's more to it.
PATIENT: Okay, sometimes I get really pissed when I don't get what I want.
DOCTOR: And what do you want?
PATIENT: To stop coming to therapy sessions, for one.
DOCTOR: I don't make you come here. You must get something out of it.
PATIENT: I like to call it self-inflicted torture.
DOCTOR: There's a door. You can leave any time you want.
PATIENT: Is that what you want?
DOCTOR: No. I want to help you.
PATIENT: It's too late for that.
DOCTOR: Why do you say that?
PATIENT: Because people who have thought like mine can never go back. They can never be like regular people.
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Deadly Little Games (Book 3)
Mystery / ThrillerThe Touch Series (Book originally by Laurie Faria Stolarz) I close my eyes again. The image of Adam's mouth is still alive in my mind. I try to imagine what he would say if he knew what I was doing. Would he suspect that I was interested in him? Wo...
