-"Have I ever told you that you have really pretty eyes?"—asked Dr. Kellerman, to my surprise—"Green is one of my favorite colors."
Not really knowing what to say, I simply nodded. Today it was strangely dark outside, especially for LA.
-"In fact, I think you are really handsome, Connor."—she said—"You've probably been told that many times before, though."
I just nodded once again. The red headed doctor kept on writing down notes. Where is she going with this?
-"Connor... why are you so ashamed?"—she asked.
-"Ashamed...?"
-"Well, I've complimented you a couple of times, but you have not replied back. Don't you like the way you look?"
-"I... I have never prided myself over looks, if that's what you mean."
-"Connor, let me tell you a secret."—she stopped her writing and gave me a serious look—"We are all allowed to like ourselves, and to enjoy being complimented by people."
She stood up and walked closer to me, and took a seat in one of the many chairs in the office.
-"Is it ok if I ask you something, Connor?"
-"You call, doc..."
-"Have you told anyone about the pills?"
I froze. I felt my skin tingling, and I felt my arm hairs standing. Of course I did not expect her to ask me that question. This was something... strange. I knew I was afraid to tell anyone about the pills, or the depression, or anything about this whole situation for the matter. But all this time, I figured it was because I was afraid of how people would react, I hadn't thought about... shame...
-"Of course I have told someone about the pills, doc!"—I said, pretending not to give it much thought—"My roommates and my family all know. They have been really understanding."
And I bet that if I had actually told them, they probably would be. But for now, I prefer to keep this to myself. It is, after all... embarrassing.
-"Remember, Connor"—she concluded—", what matters most is for you to feel good about yourself and what you have. You must remember, you are allowed to love everything about yourself."
I gave her a sad look.
-"Even the bad parts?"—I asked.
-"Especially the bad parts."
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To be Frantastic
FanfictionI should introduce myself; my name is Connor Franta, very nice to meet you. Maybe you would like to join me inside my head? I would like someone to listen to my story.
