Prologue

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Prologue (Dave's POV)

Everything's better when you're quiet. Perhaps my parents think otherwise, since "communication is key" or some shit, but I personally don't believe in that. Being quiet has many advantages. It lowers your heart rate, your blood pressure, and relieves muscle tension. It also reduces stress and anxiety based on processing thoughts and feelings. Not to mention, it also gives you more mental clarity to focus on your goals and future. I know, I don't sound very "present" saying to focus on the future, but the present really sucks. My parents think I actually have a problem with speaking and such, but I choose not to speak. In school, I don't talk either. Completely mute. Nobody has ever heard my voice in school. I've talked a few times at home, not because I'm having a hard day all the time, but because I simply don't feel like it.

Now I know what you're asking. "But you're talking to us, why us?" Because my viewers are very special to me. Not even my parents know the story. They claim I even cried silently, which may be true, but even after the settlement with the hospital discovering that I had a stroke, forcing me to "not be able to talk," I still don't. Sure, they found a reason that I can't talk, but what stops me from actually talking? You may think it's as simple as a single "Hi" or "Hello" to really begin talking, but my social anxiety is through the fucking roof. Talking was just...never my thing! However, I can talk when it comes to explaining my story. Nothing else though. I probably wouldn't make a great therapist. All those people do is talk. I don't exactly trust my parents with my story of how I don't talk because then they share everything with the rest of my extended family. What goes around in this family comes around. I should probably stop. I don't like blabbering. 

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