Scars

"It's hard to keep your story hidden when it's written all over your body."

You're my therapist, and your continuous pencil tapping on that clipboard isn't making this session any better. It's highly irritating. I'm beginning to think you're doing this to torture me to speak to you about her. But if I tell you about her death, you win. and everything goes to hell. At least that's what she told me in her letter.
Matt and I don't like to speak about it. Her death was nothing beautiful like people make it out to be. Suicide isn't pretty. It's horrific. The repercussions are even worse.
Everyone copes with grief differently. But how I cope isn't the reason why i'm here, luckily you don't know about how I deal with her suicide. That's not why I've been subjected to your annoying pencil tapping on that ugly brown clipboard.
I'm here because you want the truth, along with everyone else.
But I can't tell you.
Sorry.

Scars.
By Ky