CHRISTINA NELSON
●March 18●
●Therapy●
"Put in wull heep a work and
Teach dem fi respect dis"-🙇🏽♀️🎭
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"So you feel as if your fully over it?.I need honesty christina."She spoke spinning the chair from side to side,her pen clicking every now and then.
I shrug.
I'm trying to find the words but i just can't explain..
I'm not over it.
You can't be over something like that.
I opened my mouth to speak but the words didn't leave.
I sighed snapping my mouth back shut.
"Can't express how your feeling about it??Again?"She questions.
Dah sukud yah..
Why she a mek it look like we affi go do therapy all over again.
Money she a look enuh..
"I can.I just can't explain that."I replied.
She cocks her head to the side her eyes narrowing.
I dig my nails into my thigh,as a way to stay-Calm?.
Comfortable?.
I really don't know.
But lately i've been doing it..
"Let's talk about your feelings.and your thoughts"
"And then we'll try to answer that question again."She adds.
I hesitate for a second or two,before nodding.
She opens the black book that layed flat on her desk clicking on her pen once again.
She was also now seated properly.
She then give's me a go ahead nod.
I take a few seconds to myself to gather my thoughts before even thinking about speaking.
Right now you thoughts blank.
Cause i'on know what to say either.
Why you never say no.
"How i'm feeling now..or how i felt before?"I asked.
"Both..start with before."
I smacked my lips.
"Hurt.."I started off.
She hums,head nodding aswell.
"Disappointed."
"I felt like i was at fault.."
As i go to continue she stops me.
"And why is that?."
