Don't Touch Me

therapy-1

Patrick pov

Monday Wednesday and Friday are my therapy days were I sit in a room and pretend not to flinch at the doctors every movement or worry about the many germs on our skin and in our hair that go in and out with every breath. Were a stranger tries to get to the root of my fears and make it so I act normal around others. Well, I've been like this forever I don't have a root to this problem.

But here we are and my therapist Judy is talking about family and my friend's spoiler alert I don't have any but that's okay people carry germs and my family is what others will call normal my brother Kevin and my sister Megan. my mom and my dad, Patricia, and David.

I just freak out when people touch me I can't breathe it's hard to move and I can't think straight it's awful. I don't shake hands, I don't hug people, I can't give high fives and every time a teacher gives me a test back I use tons of hand sanitizer to get rid of all the bacteria that crawled of their hands to mine.

I don't want to be here it's awful not because I don't like Judy or hate the therapy itself but its not helping at all I still have panic attacks when people touch me I still need to wipe every seat in school before I sit down I carry tons of sanitizers and I don't think therapy is helping at all.

School was hard today one of my bullies grabbed my arm and wouldn't let go so I screamed louder than ever had and a ton of teachers came out and because they all know about my condition they called my parents and the kid got away because he 'didn't know' which is bullshit he tries to do it every day because of him and other assholes I have the best reflexes in school.

Whatever it's Friday I have a nice weekend at home and then I go back to hell I have an entire half a year to go and then I'll move away forever.

Petes pov

Moving around a lot is awful I can't make good friends because next minute I'm leaving the whole state, so when dad said 'this is the last time we move' I laughed in his face.

as I got my stuff out of the car and laid down on the mattress and watched a boy a few houses down open his door and go inside. He looked cool he had black hair and was wearing glasses. he looked the same age as me maybe I'll see him at school.

I decide to go for a walk just to learn my surroundings for however long I'm going to be here. There's a little shitty park an old run down ice cream shop and a gated old abandoned theme park about a 30-minute walk from my house, fun.

While walking I found a building, it was newish looking it was mostly gray outside. Its a therapy center but it was kind of small and dingy looking but obviously newer than all the other stores and houses around.

I got back home to my parents yelling and screaming at each other and my brother and sister away in their rooms. I walk to my room and lock the door hearing them fight is awful it doesn't happen a lot but when it does it gets very heated.

But today is Friday and I'll have a nice weekend at home and then I get my schedule and then half a year and if I do graduate I'm never leaving this town.