"So, I hear you are moving to Japan!" Brina's therapist clapped her hands. Brina, seated next to him, let out a soft laugh, "It's a whole vibe, you know? Fish, koi ponds, and a doorbell that plays Japanese flute melodies."
The therapist, Dr. Ramirez, raised an eyebrow and said, "Sounds like quite the change. What do you want to talk about today?"
"My childhood..." Dr. Ramirez leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on Brina. "Alright, you want to talk about him again?"
Brina nodded and took a deep breath, her gaze drifting to the window. "Yeah, him. I remember more details; I was an idiot for trusting him."
Dr. Ramirez leaned forward, his expression understanding. "It's common to reevaluate past experiences, Brina. What details are surfacing?"
"I remember when I was playing around him, he would touch my hair or arms sometimes, making me uncomfortable," Brina began, her voice steady but with a hint of vulnerability. Dr. Ramirez listened attentively, his focus on Brina's words.
"He was a family friend, but he would always be nice to me. Always bringing me presents, giving me candy, trying to make me laugh. I thought he was just being friendly, you know? But then, things started changing." Brina's gaze shifted from the window to Dr. Ramirez, her eyes reflecting a mix of pain and realization.
"I just wanted to find my stuffed bunny, but instead I found myself caught up in a twisted game," Brina continued, her voice laced with bitterness. Dr. Ramirez maintained a supportive silence, urging her to share her truth.
"He said it was our 'secret game,' and I believed him." Brina's words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of a painful revelation. Dr. Ramirez maintained a calm demeanor, allowing her to navigate the memories resurfacing.
"He told me it was normal, that friends did this. I was just a kid, confused and scared. I didn't know any better," Brina continued, her voice cracking slightly. Dr. Ramirez's gaze remained focused, a steady presence in the emotional storm.
"I told my parents, and they believed me, but the problem was, I felt bad because they almost lost everything trying to protect me from this guy," Brina confessed, a mixture of guilt and anger evident in her tone. The conversation.
