Brown eyes

The protector

My mom and aunt helped me get insurance so I could get back on meds. Which I agreed too because the drinking and overthinking was no good and I knew that. I finally got a appointment at my doctors office, I hated the doctors office because they always made me fill out a sheet about my depression, ever sense I was 8 I was doing these damn sheet and I despised them.
After filling out the sheet I held it waiting impatiently to be called back, I heard my named called the nurse "Kristiana Cregar?" I sighed and stood up and mumbled "finally" under my breath just loud enough that I could hear, I smiled at her "that's me" with the fake ass smile that I forced the nurse smiled at me " how are you today hun?" I looked at her "good what about you?" She sighed " I can't complain" I laughed and replied " I feel you".
She took me back to the room and got my blood pressure and my temperature then she was weighing me and her eyes widened a bit that is when I looked at the scale then looked back at her, she looked at the paper then looked at me "you lost 35 pounds" and then I looked back at the scale and said nothing, not because I wasn't happy because I was a bit heavy but because I knew I lost the weight in a bad way. I shrugged it off and she took me to my room and told me the doctor would be in soon, I nodded and thanked her then she left.
I sat in the room thinking about how bad it was raining outside and then about 10 minutes later I heard I fate knock, "come in" I said in a fake sweet voice , my doctor walked is and smiled " hi kristiana how are you?" She said in a sweet voice I smiled " I'm not doing the best but it could be worse" I replied I looked down at my hand realizing I had to give her my paper I filled out "this is for you I believe " I did holding my hand out with the paper, she looked at it and gently grabbed it from my hand but the n looked at my hand " I see your shaken pretty bad" she said with concern in her voice, I smiled and put my hand down slowly and looked down and chuckle "yeah" I said. She looked at the paper I had given her and her eyes widen " looks like your depression got a lot worse" she said, I could here the worry in her voice. I looked at her and sighed " yeah that sounds about right" I said smiling, her eyes softened " wanna tell me what's going on?" She said with her voice softly cracking at the end of her sentence. I stared down at the floor for a few seconds and sighed " I am going through a breakup" is all I said and you could see she was worried.
We soon agreed that I needed to be on put depression medication so that is what we did.