"So Sasada, I want to tell you that everything you say in here is only going to be heard by me, don't you worry at all," the female therapist said, crossing her legs with her hands placed on her top knee. She looked at me very impatient like she had somewhere to be, so I just decided to cut to the chase. "So tell me what happened today," she said staring at the clock on the left side of the room. She had to be somewhere, but she knew she had to be professional and tell me what I wanted to hear from her.
"Well it wasn't anything special, today I just thought I had a fun day, people being annoying as usual but that's how the teenagers are now a days am I right? No, that's not it really.. They're actually repulsive and they make me sick to my stomach. Each and every one of their voices seems to just leave a large crack in this idiotic glass heart of mine.. Tch... It's just annoying really. I just sat in class while I hear everyone talking about me behind my back. Calling me weird, stupid, an accident, saying that I'll never find love, saying that no one will ever care for me--"
"I doubt all of that happened," the therapist said just interrupting me with no reason at all. "Come on. I'm sorry," she said placing her right hand on the middle of her chest looking at me, "but I doubt that all of this can happen to a junior in high school. Give me one story that you can tell me that really set you off, or left a small 'crack in your glass heart.' "
"Fine. I will, but I assure you that you will be sorry once I tell you everything," I say calmly with a smile, placing my hands in my hoodie pockets. I looked her straight in the eyes and made sure to show her that it was my time to talk, not hers. I was going to be the dominant one in the room and show her how much of her heart can be treated or felt like glass.
"I'm sure you can relate with me that there are just some people that can be absolutely assholes and just annoying and stupid in general, but I suddenly thought there was one good part about all of it. I can tell you this now, that I was clearly wrong. In my seventh period class there was this girl that laughed at a joke that I made to myself, keep in mind I kind of whispered it to myself so I'm surprised she heard me, but she said I was funny and then we just kept making a lot of jokes together and I just smile so much I ended of tearing up cause me and her were laughing so much. The teacher actually told us both to be quite but you know me. I never shut up when I'm told to. So that was nice. 'I'm sure it was just a one time thing,' was what I thought to myself and that's exactly what it was. Some rumors came over to me and they left me slight astonished but at the same time I wasn't that surprised by it. She ended up talking really bad crap about me and just ended up saying how weird and stupid I was.
She walked up to me while I was in the library reading a simple novel, and this is just me and her in here, but she blasted all of her thoughts to me.
"You're ugly, fat, stupid, weird, a bitch, an asshole, completely unattractive, you are so creepy too! No one likes you so how about you just go to the boys bath room, take a pencil sharpener razor and kill yourself," the girl yelled at me while I sat there. I actually ended up laughing, complete burst out of sheer laughter. I just sat there while she looked at me with an irritated and mean look.
As my laugh grew even more quiet I ended up sitting there in absolutely silence for a couple of seconds. The silence broke and finally uttered some words. I looked at her dead straight in the eyes, making hers lock with mine and letting her see my dead and grey eyes, "Are you done?"I was slightly happy for some of the day, but on the inside I just gained another crack in my heart. My idiotic heart of glass just soon to be even more shattered. I stood up and looked at her smiling with my eyes closed, closing my book in my hand. I just walked away with a fake smile and just ignored everyone else for the rest of the day. They all just made me sick and I didn't want to trust anyone anymore."
"Wow...." The therapist exclaimed. "I'm sorry--"
"And the funniest part about all of it is that I didn't do anything. All I did was try and have a nice time for a small moment of my day but there is something that no one seems to understand," I say interrupting her and then after sighing softly. "This world and its people are absolutely cruel and a majority of people have no right to even treat people the way they do but they continue to do it anyway. That's how the world works. All of the saddened people on this Earth have glass hearts and we are all just hoping we will be taken care of and never broken at all, but instead we are all just shattered onto the rotten floor of the earth without anyone leaving a trail of what they did and all others assume we did it to ourselves but we didn't. We tried to pick the pieces up ourselves, but how are we going to do that if not only our heart is broken, but also our body is shattered from the immense damage that was put upon us." I sat there not even caring what she had to say anymore. This was more like I was giving her a lesson about life rather than her trying to give me advice about it. She was shocked, completely distraught about everything. From the moment I walked in the room she thought I was just some idiotic high school student that was disrupting her time, but in actuality I was the one that was trying to give her a story of how to save that time for something more important.
"How do you deal with all of that, I'm sure it must be hard for someone like you," she said trying to sympathize with me but she knew she couldn't really relate to anything I said. She tried to inch her way even closer to me but I refused, trying to show her I didn't really like people near me.
"Well I can assure you, it isn't that difficult at all. It's actually pretty fun to deal with all of it, you know??
