𝐄𝐇𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐒 - essence of love

2 : comfort in pain & hurt

— ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧ Rayyan's Pov :

" how long have you been experiencing difficulty in sleeping?" the female doctor questioned.

" since an incident, past two years ago" I replied honestly my heart aching badly whenever I talk about it.

" do you have trouble falling asleep, staying asleep or both ?" she questioned.

" both, I'm experiencing difficulty falling asleep initially, and when i do fall asleep, nightmares disrupt my sleep and make it challenging to stay asleep." I clenched my jaw while replying.

my fits tightening and loosing every second.
" nightmares like what ?" she inquired.

All the thoughts and the dreadful memories rushed my mind within a snap of second my eyes watered and a scream escaped my mouth.

" shut up ! stop interrogating" I lashed out furiously and broke the glass of water which was placed on the table, shattering it completely.

The doctor flinched back in terror, her face widened yet pale. She looked extremely shocked and taken aback. I raked my hair in utter frustration and growled in annoyance.

i swiftly rushed out of the cabin without sparing a glance at the doctor who was terribly shocked and terrified. As I walked out my gaze fell on the door which had the name plate of the doctor.

' dr Sehmat Waseem' I murmured reading the name and walked out of the hospital.

I came to Canada after much persuasion from my parents. I had to leave New York because it held so much pain, memories that constantly reminded me of my mistake, my guilt and the person I cared about the most.

I tried therapy there for a whole year but the guilt the remorse doesn't detach themselves from me. Those nightmares never leave.

They've become a part of me, a part of my body and I started accepting them, but not my parents. My parents wants me to heal to recover, from my own guilt and hurt.

They sent me away to Canada and informed me to start my business here and live here because it's the only way that will take me away from the hurt and the pain which I left back in New York. This is the 3 day of mine here.

And mom called me asking me if I consulted the neurologist here or not and I'd to rush before she finds out that I still haven't.

i was taken in care by a neurologist there back at New York but that didn't really help me. No therapy, not even neurological medications help me now.