"I really think it would help if you told me Josh. The more you speak the faster the healing process. We've had almost 67 sessions together and you've never spoken a word. Its time, Josh. Let it all out. I'm here to help you after all."
That's my therapist. Her name is Dr. Ohara, shes been my therapist for about 5 years now. I just turned 12. She was first assigned to me three days after my 7th birthday. Ive never spoken a word since then. My mind still hasn't grasped it yet, even after 5 years.
"Josh? Are you listening? I really think you should tell me something. I've been trying my best to keep you out of...hospitals. Your still very young, your case is somewhat the first of its kind. You were put in a very scary situation but your safe now, you can tell me anything you know that."
Oh gosh. She says the same thing every time I'm here. "ItS sAfE hErE" or "yOu cAn TaLk To Me" It gets really annoying. Then again...after so many years I need to get this all out. Its time.
"I-it was.. scary" I could hardly recognize my own voice. The eyes on my therapist lit up as i had spoken my first few words in almost 5 years.
"It started...on my birthday. My 7th birthday."
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Elmo's World
HumorI used to love Elmo, until my 7th birthday. Everything changed on that day.
