I live in a world that is mixed into my head. I find it hard to concentrate on anything, most of the time I dream about the universe that only exists in my head.
To start, my name is Elisse, just as a pointer, my mental health is on the verge of breaking.
“Elisse! Come down, there’s a letter in the mail for you.” Mum shouted, I closed the laptop screen and left the room, sliding on the banister down the stairs. I grabbed the letter out of her hand and without even saying anything. She sighed and walked into the kitchen. I ran up the stairs, trying to avoid socialising. Slamming my door shut after me, I set the letter at the end of my double bed. I hated this bit, the stress of finding out what’s in the letter, am I going to get put to therapy, or is my request going to be declined, again? I can’t take it, I ripped open the letter and I slowly pulled out the professionally printed letter, I slowly read the letter. Eying the printed font, this is by far the fanciest letter I've recieved.
25 Toleybrook Avenue
Dublin 17
Ireland
Dear Miss,
I would like to inform you that your request has gone through and you will be having therapy sessions with Dr Misanta.
I am aware that you do not wish for your family to know about this, so I will keep to your wish. As of our confidentiality policy, Dr. Misanta will only inform other people, for example, your parents or the mental intuition of health, if he feel your life is at danger or you need more help than himself.
Your times will be the following times for the next 2 months, after that if you wish to continue, it will cost you a small fee of £35 and hour, as you are a young student, the fee is smaller than most.
The sessions are as follows;
Monday 12:00-13:00
Thursday 16:00-17:30
Saturday 10:00-10:10
If these times are not suitable to you, then you can contact us at 0*******625 or drm.mcm@contact.co.uk.
Your sessions on Saturday will only be a 10-minute check up.
These will start on the Monday 30th June.
Thank you for your co-operation and we will be looking forward to seeing you.
Yours sincerely, personal secetary of Dr.Misanta.
Jessica S.
Oh, well that wasn’t as bad as I thought. I guess it was okay. Well today is the 25th of June so that will be something to do.
'Well, until then.' I thought putting the letter in my bedside table. I grabbed a plain piece of paper, writing on it. I then folded it to make a cute paper plane. I walked over and opened the window, throwing the paper plane I had made outside to land on the window sill of the house next to me, well me and Sakie have a lot to talk about, I hope she gets the letter before it starts to rain.
'Until then' I thought falling back on my bed, staring at the ceiling,
"You're doing it again" she said sighing, in a clearly sarcastic tone.
"Shut up" I replied, silence filled the room again, Until then.
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Stable Paper Plane
Teen FictionI live most of my life inside my head, but that's not mean to be inspirational, I have a mental condition where I have a world inside my head. It's not ideal, but I'm trying to live with it. But so many distractions my mental health is hanging by a...