God my throat is killing me, anyways enjoy the chapter I didn't check it before posting so sucks to be you I guess
-----------------------Entry 1
Feeling: agender.
Starting...
Y/n's POV.
I wake up to the sound of rain, another day in this freezing cold, the room is enlightened only by the window next to me, it must be around 8 AM.
I wake up and do the daily, brush teeth, get changed, I don't shower in the morning since I shower before going to bed.
Today is my day off, but, curiously, I'm not really excited for it, work usually keeps me busy, but they're not letting me take extra hours and do charity work since that time when I passed out because I didn't get decent rest in weeks.
It was one of my lowest points, I'm afraid I might be getting into another, I'm terribly scared of getting deep into my thoughts, my mind is curiously the last place I want to be in.
And here I am, thinking.
I don't know if to go out or stay, I'm not really feeling like going out today, but if I stay, I will be left alone with my thoughts.
I prepare breakfast as I think.
Perhaps I can entertain myself with a movie marathon or something.
I guess that'll do it, I hate being around people anyways.
I hate to be alone, the ideal would be to be with my friends but...
I don't have those.
It's better that way tho, it's the most efficient way of not hurting anybody.
Even if I couldn't take this by myself, I shouldn't.
I go to my room, I have my TV there since I never use the living room.
I get back on bed and turn my laptop on, I connect it to the TV and start looking for something barely interesting.
An AD pops up, that's strange, l didn't click on anything sketchy.
"Therapy with Dr.Albert Krueger"
Therapy, huh, I probably should check on doing that.
It's an AD tho, too sketchy to trust.
I'm about to close the AD, and I start to feel dizzy.
Oh fuck but I just woke up.
I try to fight the dizziness by moving a little with the intention of waking myself up but it doesn't work, which is strange.
I fall asleep, defeated.
Suddenly I wake up in a weird room, very dark and creepy.
The voice of a woman calls for me.
She tells me it's my turn with Dr.Krueger.
I find this strange but I assume I'm on a dream since I remember falling asleep.
I get to a room with a desk and two chairs, a man with a smile sits in the chair across the desk, I walk and sit in front of him.
He looks familiar.
"Hello, my name is Dr.Albert Krueger, I'll be your therapist" his voice is very smooth "what's your name? Dear" he asks.
"Y/n L/n" heh, it's funny to remember that neither my name or last name are real.
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FanficY/n is a lonely doctor who's simple life is about to go weird, again. 'Don't let them know!' by Shameless writer all characters except Y/n belong to Dino I'm really sorry for writing this. I don't know if it'll have smut, I don't think it will. for...