New Therapist

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I walked through the same doors I've been walking through for the past ten years. I saw the same doors on the sides with the same papers on the walls and ossasionally some pictures some kids drew.

The way steps I've been taking and the same floor pattern.

Nothing has changed and nothing ever will.

I've been at this place for years and everything is still the same.

The people here know me well enough than I know myself.

I've been seeing them almost everyday.

"Let's get this over with." I sighed as I opened the door and stepped inside.

To my surprise, it was empty.

Nobody was in here.

I looked around a little confused because I'm usually greeted by the man who sits at his desk with glasses on as I walk through the door.

The same man that has been greeting me for years, asking me how I was before telling me to sit in the same chair.

I looked around the room for a moment before sitting down in front of his desk and letting my mind continue to be as confused as it's been since I walked through the door.

As I was sitting there, the door opened and the woman who runs this place stepped inside and smiled once she saw me.

"Morgan, it's good to see you."

"Likewise."

She approached me before coming to a stop. "Unfortunatly, Mr. Tate will no longer be helping you. He has moved on and is no longer with us."

"Did he pass?"

"Oh no. He has moved to another company."

"Oh." I stood up. "So, I can leave?"

She smiles before shaking her head. "No, Morgan. We have someone else coming in."

I sat back down then sighed. I saw Mrs. Janet crouch next to me before smiling. "Morgan, it'll be ok."

"I've been hearing that for years. Do you know how long I've been here?"

"Fourteen years." She nods. "I've kept track."

"And I'm still not cured."

She looks at me before sighing. "Morgan, we're not here to cure you. We're here to help you as best as we can."

"And y'all are doing a great job." I said sarcastically.

She sighs. "Morgan, you need to understand that in order for us to help you.. you need to help yourself."

Looking at her, I shook my head as I was over this bullsit. I just wanted to leave and never come back.

As she stood back up, the door opened and a woman walked in. She smiled as she saw us before walking to Mrs. Janet and shaking hands.

They talked for a moment before they turned their attention towards me.

This woman was sp much taller than me it was unreal. She was almost towering over me, maybe by two feet.

I stood up as Mrs. Janet was introducing us to each other. "Morgan, this is Miss Kendal."

The woman spoke up after, "You can call me Miss Arianna." She smiled towards me.

"Nice to meet you."

Mrs. Janet turned towards her. "This is Morgan Sanders."

Miss Arianna looked at me and smiled before pulling her hand out towards me. "It's so great to meet you. I've heard a lot about you."

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