Therapy Session [Completed]

New Perspective

I never really dream.

The last dream I had was about my mom and I remember I was fourteen. I had a lot of dreams before then but that was the last dream I ever had and it consisted of my mom.

It was five years after she passed and I was having the hardest time living in a world without the woman that brought me here.

It felt weird and I never got over it.

Not then and not now.

I woke up everyday with the thought of my mom and it was hard going on throughout the day with her on my mind but not physically having her here anymore.

That was the hardest pill to swallow and it still is but life isn't always perfect and terrible things happen all the time that we're not prepared for.

But in those terrible times, there comes amazing times to cover up for all the bad things that has happened.

When you think you're ready to end it all and decide that there is no more time wasting and no more second thoughts, you go along with ending it.

Then something amazing happens, preventing you from ending a life that you're unsure of but life has other plans for you and saves you.

When I opened my eyes, for the first time in a long time, I was greeted with a white room and light coming from the window that was off to the left.

Turning my head, I felt a sharp pain in my body. I looked down and lifted my arms up to see myself covered in wires and an IV on my right arm.

I saw a wrist band on my left arm but something was a little off about how my arms were looking.

Holding my arms up, I examined them a little more and noticed that they were both bruised.

Not just a little bruised but they were almost purple from being covered in bruises.

Along with cuts and scrapes.

It still looked fresh.

There wasn't any fading to it.

My body was hurting but as far as I could tell, I had all feeling in every part of my body. I could move my arms, head, neck and legs.

Although it all hurt, everything was fine.

I looked around then at the window as the sun was shining through, then I glanced over at the wall and saw a clock.

I squinted as I read the time.

1:54

Leaning my head back, pain was shooting through and I closed my eyes. I could feel my heart beating so fast in my chest and heard the monitor beside me beep every few seconds.

As I was laying there, my mind drifted off to what I remember.

I was at the cliff.

My mom was on my mind, along with everyone else.

I had no control over what my body was doing and I was ready to end it all. I took a chance and fell off the cliff.

I remember the fall and the pain I had once my feet left that cliff.

Then I blacked out afterwards.

The pain that I felt when I fell was something unexplainable. All the rocks, sticks and everything else was enough to knock me out and give me bruises covering my body.

Were there bruises covering my whole body?

I lifted up the blanket and saw that I still had my clothes on but my shirt and shorts were ripped, along with blood stains on both.