This. This. This? What is 'this'!? "What is 'this' !?" I screeched, aggravated by his choice to say the bare minimum. " 'This' is blocking out from everyone, even the people you care about." "I shared the world my thoughts and experience, but it was so greedy, so, so greedy." I don't elaborate any further than I should. I divert my eye contact away from the freshly shined handle on the door to the soft darkness of his pupil. I finished with a bitter end, "Ultimately it devoured me whole. So don't feed me that cliché bullshit because Im not begging for it." Snatching the handle perfectly and so in line. "Im trying to help you get through what ever you're going through," The mellow tone of his voice wrapped gently around my ear. "There's no getting through with this patient." --- ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Please vote and comment anything. That would be great -Kennedy!