Jake arrived at his therapy appointment and got checked in. Upon arriving he was already taken into the back to be seen by his therapist.
He sits on the therapy couch and leans back against it as the therapist takes her seat in the chair in front of the couch.
"Hi, Jake. How are we doing today?" The therapist woman asked sweetly. Jake bit the inside of his cheek as he looked down.
"Not great." Jake replied, a bit hesitant. The woman frowned and asked, "What's been going on Jake?"
"I–" Jake felt his words get choked up as he sighed. "I just feel like I can't even like word this out. It's hard for me to say this, and it's probably easier for me to say nothing. But I just feel like, for my entire life – that there's been something extremely wrong with me. I just want to run away sometimes honestly because I don't get it."
Jake continues, "I don't understand why I feel this way. It's such a confusing feeling. It feels like I can't even cry or run because this feeling is always here. It's just like a weird difference and it's probably easier for me to say nothing – but I know that won't help me. Like I've been diagnosed with ADHD growing up and I just don't feel like that's.. completely right. I feel like there's something else or that isn't me at all. I just feel like I'm lost in myself and that I always have this weird difference and I don't know why."
The therapist is nodding as Jake is talking out his emotions. Then she began asking other questions about Jake's childhood.
Jake continues to vent with his therapist, explaining all his emotions as a child and all the way to the present.
His hands animatedly moving as he spoke, his leg nervously bouncing as he was talking about his emotions, expressing his entire shell.
The therapist is nodding and connecting the dots in her head as Jake is speaking. Jake even felt the urge to cry but nothing was coming out since he felt so vulnerable and upset about how he has been feeling.
Then the question, the question that woke up a new perspective, an answer...
The therapist nodded as Jake finished talking and asked,
"Would you like a test for autism?"
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«What's Wrong With Me?»
FanfictionJake has been feeling that there has been something wrong with him for the longest time. He doesn't think it is in his head and wants to figure out what exactly it is. Johnnie is there for him the entire time by his side to help him figure out his...
