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"Hey Dior, are you happy you finally get to go home." Dr. Brown gave Ny'jai a fake smile. Ny'jai hated the doctor so much and she knew it, which is why she made it a living hell for Ny'jai the whole 15 months, Ny'Jai was honestly just ready to get out of there.
"Yup." Ny'jai ignored her presence, keeping the conversation short. It was her last day and she refused to let anyone ruin her day because she felt like she had enough of that. She didn't even understand why she came in there to talk to her knowing she didn't like her.
"Welp, don't do anything to get yourself back in here like you did last time Ny'Jai " Dr.Brown smirked, knowing Ny'jai hated being called by her government name, so she took the opportunity each time it presented itself just to piss her off.
"You tryna' be funny?" Ny'jai gave her a straight face ignoring the fact that she was being called by her government as Dr. Jones walked in.
"No- I'll take it from here." Dr. Jones cut the conversation short knowing how it would play out. Dr. Jones was Ny'jai's favorite doctor at the place. She was the only reason Ny'jai was able to stay sane. Dr.Jones also knew it was Ny'jai's last day and wouldn't want anything happening to give them a reason to give her more time.
For the last 15 months Ny'jai was in a psych ward. Its like a hospital for people with mental and behavioral problems. In Ny'jai's case it was both. She was diagnosed with intermittent explosive disorder and PTSD a year after her mom died.
When she turned 10 it got worse, she would get sent to behavioral programs multiple times for her behavior at school. She would get into many fights, always talk back and be "disrespectful" to the teachers. However, Ny'jai didnt agree she believed they felt just because they were teachers, they had the right to talk to her any kind of way and she wasnt going to allow it.
As far as fighting, everyone decided they would pick with her because she was quiet and didn't talk to anyone. Ny'jai's initial reaction was to fight because of how bad her anger issues are. Once she was 15, she stoppped getting sent to programs because it only made her problems worse. She eventually got sent to a psych ward and ever since she has been in and out of there.
"Hey Dr. Jones, I'm so happy today is my last day, tired of this food, tired of the talks, tired of the reading, tired of the doctors, tired of the other patients, just so tired." Ny'jai let out a breath of relief. Just the thought of her being back home with her family made her happy because she was honestly over the whole experience.
"Yea i'm happy for you, but you say you don't like it here so much but do things that get you put right back in here." She spoke sternly, hoping Ny'jai would understand how serious she was.
"I knowww." Ny'jai dragged throwing herself back on the bed. "Folks just make me so mad and I let my anger get the best of me."
"I know, but your 18 Dior, your grown now, you gotta learn how to control your anger on your own because you get in trouble again, your not coming here, your going to jail next. But you've grown a lot this year, I think you can do it. You've done it plenty of times with Dr.Brown, you don't let her get to you anymore, usually you would cause a whole scene."
