Ability, Unleashing Power

Antidepressants

Ability

Unleashing Power.

Chapter 1: Antidepressants.

"Are you okay TJ?"

I blinked and stared ahead, only glancing up to look at the slowest ticking clock in the world.

I shouldn't have punched that hole in the wall.

"How are the Antidepressants treating you?"

I internally scoffed. Antidepressants, a long fancy term for 'happy pills'. Happy pills are meant to trick your brain into thinking its 'happy' so doctors - like this one - don't have to deal with your actual feelings. 

She had given me them after our first session last week, probably because I didn't say anything the entirety of the time. I blinked again, this time staring directly at her. This wasn't going to be any different.

"And how is your step mother doing?"

No reply. I just crossed my arms, waiting for the session to be over and listened to the light scribbles she made on her notepad. I had no idea what she could be writing down, given the fact I've never even said hello to her before.

As if she could hear my thoughts, she put the notepad down and leaned forward slowly. "Do you prefer to talk to her about your feelings?"

I wonder what she thinks my voice sounds like...

"Do you think this may be just as hard for her, as it is for you?"

It was almost over.

"TJ?"

Tick tock.

"Will you just...look at me?"

Buzz Buzz Buzz Buzz!

Times up.

**

"How was it today?" Kathy asked as I dragged the seat belt on in her car.

"Same old." I mumbled, thinking of the warm bed that was waiting for me at home. The same bed, if it were up to me, I'd never leave.

"Okay." Kathy said as enthusiastically as a step mum can be, before starting the car and driving away from the psychiatrist.

See you in a week. I thought inwardly.

"So! The real question is, Pizza or Chinese?" She asked whilst stopping at the first set of traffic lights.

I frowned as the sun glared down at me through the windshield and only managed a halfhearted shrug.

"Hm, definitely a pizza cheat day."

"Everyday is your cheat day." I mumbled in response.

**

"Hello TJ, how are you feeling today?"

Ugh.

A week had passed and I was back in the same place I had managed to escape from last week, sitting on the same chair, staring at the same clock and inhaling the same clinic filled air.

"Do anything exciting this week?" The doctor attempted.

I clenched my teeth.

I missed my bed and the infinite amount of sleep I still needed to catch up on. I then resisted the urge to rub my eyes and stifled a yawn.

"Have you taken any of the antidepressants that have been appointed to you?"

It seemed all she cared about were those stupid pills. Repressing a glare, I cracked my knuckles to relieve some tension.