I lifted my head and felt my mouth open in shock and confusion. "Therapist?" I didn't need one. They don't help. I don't want their help. "This is for your own health Taehyungssi, we will contact your parents today. But as of now you may head back to your class"
I have no say. The school and my family wouldn't care about my opinions. Everyone wants happy people in this world. So they were going to do anything to make it happen. Why can't they just accept me for who i was? People have a will to do something, they have a will to be what they want to be and act how they want to act.
Apparently people who are sad. Cannot act sad. And people who are emotionless. Needs emotions.
And this, is how I ended up here. In this beige painted room with white furnitures and marbled floor. Along with a man who called himself Joohyuk seated in front of me. I had been here for at least an hour. He wanted me to talk, I talked.
It felt good to rant to someone who at least looked like they understood. He didn't try to interrupt, he just listened and nodded his head. Jotting down some scribbles here and there. I talked and talked, my voice void of any emotions.
"Thank you for your time today Taehyungssi, we will see each other next week on sunday but as of right now" He said, while taking out a white capsule that contained what most likely was depression pills inside them and handed it to me "Please only take two of these each day when you wake up. You can take one if you would like, but definitely no more than two." He warned, before standing up and escorting me to the door.
"Until next time Kim Taehyung" He said, "Until next time" I responded, gripping the capsule in between my hands.
Of course they would give me pills, of course they would want to fix me.
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Fanfiction"Where are you now that my world is grey again?" how does one cope with a mental illness? does therapy actually help? or is it the pills that are doing most of the work? or maybe its a girl, that one magical girl who brings colour into your boring g...