Gene used to love the fluffy white cotton in the sky, not until it became his darkest fear.
It is hard for him to deal with the coping mechanisms that he has developed to avoid being triggered.
8:56 am and I don't have class. My class had been cancelled for a year because my doctor told my private teacher that I am under medications and therapy.
I head to my piano and played a song I am practising last month. I sing along while tapping the keyboard, I hope no neighbours could hear my terrible voice. Yes, I don't sing.
And they just can't say goodbye
Your lips, my lips, apocalypse Your lips, my lips, apocalypse Go and sneak us through the rivers Flood is rising on your knees, oh please Come out and haunt me, I know you want me Come out and haunt me
While Gene is swaying along with the rhythm, he was interrupted by a doorbell.
"The therapist must be here."
He closes the piano and opens the door. In his surprise, Nubsib was on the doorstep.
Did he hear my voice? He whispered to himself.
"What brings you here, Sib?"
YOU DIDN'T COME TO MY PLACE, LAST NIGHT.
"Uhh... About last night, I didn't come because it rained out."
"Come inside." He invited.
NO, THANK YOU. I DROP HERE BECAUSE I CAME TO GIVE YOU THESE. He picked his paintings near the plant and handed them to Gene.
"What?! You bring your paintings here?"
He nods.
I HAVE TO GO. He walked away three steps.
"Wait, you are leaving?"
"How about your paintings?"
THAT'S YOURS.
Gene was left bizarre while scratching his head. "Did he just give his paintings to me?" Yes, he did, Gene.
He sat on the couch, starting at the painting near the television. He gasped, "Wow!" That's the only word he can say.
He saw a letter attached at the back of the painting. Let's stone skip again on February 14at 8pm.
"Is he asking for a date?"
Maybe.
***
"Your CBT will took half a month. After that, you will take exposure therapy. Dr. Tum told me. ...I should leave now, see you tomorrow."
"Thank you khrup." I and the therapist bowed together.
4:08 pm and I had nothing to do. Right! I'm not yet finished looking at Nubsib's painting. Did he really give me those? His paintings are such a chef-d'oeuvre.
Nubsib's paintings: (I don't own the photos, credits to the rightful owner)
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I was more amazed about the painting of a book. He is also reading? If he is. What genre?
