Whisper | E.D

NINETEEN

It's been a week since I have seen Ethan or Grayson. Grayson has been busy with work and me with school. Even during my lunch breaks I would try and knock out as much homework I can so I could just study at night. Studied hard to get here and study hard to get out of here.

After that hour with Ethan, I had gone to Aria's and told her about it. She said I should just not care about it and not think much of it. To be honest she was right and I should just move on but a part of me erks to know why he acts like an ass the next. Why he feels like he needs to be intimidating? Because he does seem like a fun person besides all the asshole behavior. Then again I guess I always found myself intrigued by that type. A scar on my left shoulder and an abusive ex-boyfriend to prove it. He forced me to do a lot of things. Alcohol, drugs, and sex that lead to the gash on my shoulder.

Elijah, my ex, had a temper problem. We had come back from a friend's place completely high. One thing lead to another and he was on top of me in his car. Just doing whatever he pleased while I was completely passed out. Bronwyn called the guys to come and get me. They pulled me out of the car and Elijah went to pull me back, he pulled me into the car door leaving a deep cut between my shoulder blade and back. Now a 7-inch scar and lots of tears to remember than night.

After that incident, It was the final straw and had finally broken up with him. There was a lot of stress in high school to stay together. We were the "power couple" of the school and were obliged to live up to that expectation. And I just could never break up with him, he was good at mental manipulation. Always convincing me that he "loved me" and that he would change, but slept with multiple girls or would threaten any boy that would even talk to me. It took a couple of slaps from him to let me hang out with my guy friends. From sophomore year to senior year that was my life. One restraining order, new school, and thick skin built lead me to where I am today. I wouldn't be the person I am today if it wasn't for him. I wish I had never been through any of that but I've have had enough pity. I don't like to take shit anymore and I know when I should just let things go. These questions about Ethan and him was something I just had to ignore but I didn't want to.

"Nailea?" I feel Aria's arm shove me out of my thoughts.

I snap out of my trance and turn my attention to her. "Wuh?"

"Are you high? You keep daydreaming" she says with a smile but also concerned.

"Nah, I'm okay I'm just tired" I turn my attention back to the lesson picking up my pen writing material down.

"Along with the difficulty of concentrating and Anger...Anxiety can be a synonym of Psychology trauma. While discussing Acute trauma driven from one accident it can be something that follows the patient along in life. Possibly turning into PTSD. Along with medical expertise and treatment. Something any person can do regardless of majoring in psych of having a Ph.D. is to

First, be mindful of anyone's situation. If you are unsure of persons past or present it is not appropriate to assume their mental condition

Second, if someone you know suffers from this. The best thing to do is to be a stable person in their life. Traumas can be very specific however having people coming into and leaving your life is not healthy, especially for the person dealing with psychological trauma.

Third, is to be the person you want to be or the person they need you to be. If you wish to be someone who is happier work towards that. If you hope for someone to put more trust into you. Make yourself transparent and easy to read. Do not let yourself or others get in the way of a positive future. Each one of you deserves that. NO MATTER WHAT.

and with that, you're excused"

Not a sound is made and not a single person who is not paying attention as they take in every word of the professor.