february 3, 2016
dear micheal,
the group therapy day has come.
it turned out that it's teenage's group therapy which means i worried for nothing. but even though that, i still felt a lot of pressures on me. the only adult there is glen. i don't know who he is, but he's always there. listened.
the group therapy's like putting teenagers with different problems together, and talked them out. some about eating, some about sadness. but all of them are suffering from some kind of mental issues.
i don't remember a lot of people, but the one i remember vividly in my mind is the girl who's sitting right across from me.
she didn't say anything throughout the entire time there. i guess glen didn't urge her or any of us to talk because it's the first time of everyone there, and they probably still were nervous. i too, didn't say anything.
her eyebrows always furrowed. it seemed like she's thinking about something, that her mind drifted off to something else.
some people were so brave, and they talked straight about their problems. i was impressed, to be honest.
the next time is this friday. pray for me. again.
oh by the way, i'm so proud of you mikey. you're so good at making friends. i hope i could visit you someday. or maybe just visit me, all right?
love,
ashton
ps. is the girl next to you your girlfriend? tell me more about her, yeah?
pps. sorry for not writing the date, okay? i forgot to. but you don't write the date either, mate.
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