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"So yea that's basically it," I shrugged and slouched down on the couch.
"So If I'm not mistaken, it seems like you have a fear of abandonment Mr.Hoseok." The therapist said, lowering his glasses to the bridge of his nose.
"Yea well tell me something I don't know," I rolled my eyes.
"But in all honesty can you blame me. I've basically been left my everyone who I put my trust in." I explained.
The "Therapist" raised his index finger, pausing me when his assistant walked in.
They whispered to each other before following it up with flirtatious looks and chuckles.
I eyed them suspiciously before shrugging.
It had been a week since my "fall out" with Alyssa. I decided that maybe she was right, maybe I should get myself help instead of pushing everyone away. I'd been doing it for months and the only thing it did for me was make me even more lonely.
I wasn't somebody who let my pride control me, I knew what I was- er well, what I used to be. I also knew what I needed, and that was help.
So yes, I was the psyche doctor who needed therapy.
As odd as it was, sometimes I got lost in my thoughts. But lately I wasn't wasn't just getting lost, I was being consumed...
"Well in all honestly Joshua you've pushed away just as many people as you claim have 'left' you." He said once his assistant walked out.
I don't know why, but his words ached at me, sending waves of irritation through me.
"Are you married?" I asked randomly.
"Why yes but I don't see wh-"
"How long?" I ask again.
He gave me a weird look but ultimately answered, "5 Years.."
I nodded my head after he spoke, "exactly, so you don't know what it feels like to love someone so much only to have them leave you, don't act like you understand." I snapped.
"Joshua my job as a therapist is to understand." He spoke calmly.
I scoffed at his statement, I could see right through this guy, I was definitely regretting taking Alyssas advice.
"How could you possibly, you sit here hiding behind your fancy suit happily wedded, living the perfect life, right?" I smiled.
He stayed silent in shock
"Or are you," I arched my eyebrows.
"You say your married but I see no ring, surely a married man would happily wear one."
"You say that I push people away but by the looks of it I'm not the only one huh? That picture on your desk, it's your 'wife' yea?"
"The explain to me why you reek of men's cologne, very similar to your assistants, and grope him every chance you get. I'm depressed not blind you creep." I snapped.
