"hi leigh, i'm your
therapist, and i want
to help you."
stop talking, stop talking.
"i understand that you
hate noise, but you're
going to have to deal with
it." the therapist softly says,
and she nearly screams out.
"you're no therapist if
your telling me i just have
to deal with it." she hisses,
hating her own voice and
all the sounds.
the sounds, the sounds.
make it stop.
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don't really like this chapter ugh
