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The clock on the wall in the waiting room ticks away, as I stare blankly ahead, the "self-help" posters mocking me. Why did I agree to make an appointment with a shrink? Oh yeah, Alice had been nagging me for weeks and I finally got sick of hearing her go on... so here I am waiting for the first appointment, in a place I don't even want to be. GREAT. I understand why she wants me to though, I understand the logic of therapy, that doesn't mean I like it. I hate the thought of having to talk about the past, of reliving it. I do it at night enough.
Alice likes to help people though, I guess she is like her dad Carlisle that way. She really does seem to have an amazing family. Even if I have only known them for two years. Her mum Esme Is the embodiment of motherhood, her dad is a local doctor. Then you have Edward, the straight A student. I have always found it odd, her family, but i know that is because of my own problems. i have trouble accepting Esme's kind gestures, she soon learnt i don't like to be touched. My dad Charlie had to learn this early on when i came to live with him at 10.
"Bella swan?"
I glance up and see a small woman, who must be in her mid-twenties wearing glasses calling me over. I stand up and walk towards her my feet feeling like lead. I don't want to do this. I hate this. I need this.
The office i walk into is not what i expected at all. it is bright and has a comfortable couch on one wall opposite a chair. where on the other side of the room there is a desk with two chairs. all around the room are pictures of butterflies, its a stark contrast to the dreary room i imagined.
"sit where you like Bella, i want you to be comfortable" i scoff inside but does as she says, sitting on the couch. "now, to start with i just want to get to know you is that ok?"
i nod and roll my eyes. why this would help i don't know but whatever
"lets start off simple, why did you come today?" i bite my lip as i debate how to answer
"my friend Alice convinced me, i wanted her to stop asking"
"so you didn't want to come for you, i understand that. but this will only work if you do, so try to think of that ok? who do you live with?" she starts jotting things down and i get nervous, what could she possibly have to write so early.
"Charlie, my Dad"
"Does Charlie know your coming today?" i nod and look away at a picture. "lovely isn't it. i took that butterfly picture myself, they fascinate me. they effectively get a second chance at life once they come out of the cocoon"
i bite my lip at that thinking, as the session goes on i cant help going back to what she said, and wishing i could get a second chance.