The Detective Story: The Trilogy?

Clinical Thinking

It had been a couple of days since the bank incident and I was headed to my second appointment for my therapist. The first appointment was basically going over the basics(my life story, yadda yadda yadda). Today we were going to go over why I hesitated and what causing it. Though I didn't need a therapist to tell me why I hesitated. I knew that from the very beginning, but what I didn't understand was why it happened so suddenly when it had never happened before. I had been in plenty of dangerous situations. I pulled into the therapists place and parked. I laid my head on the steering wheel and deep sighed. I didn't want to talk about the situation again but knew there was nothing I could do. I lifted my head up, grabbed my keys and left the car. I double checked to make sure I locked the car, turned around, and walked towards the door. I stopped right before entering. I was so nervous my hands were shaking. So I took a couple of deep breaths to calm my nerves and went inside.