Amie – Friday 14:00
Sweets looked at the letter that Amie had presented to him and sighed, "The results are good. The hepatitis is reduced and your alcohol levels have gone down."
"So this means that I am cured." said Amie.
"Not quite, we need to get to the root causes still and make sure that you don't slip back into bad habits." said Sweets. "We need to talk about your relationship with your family."
"Oh great." she murmured.
"What caused you to become strained from your family?"
"I found out that my father was having an affair with another woman and I told him that he either tells my mother or I will. That was when I was pregnant with Adam." said Amie.
"Did he confess to your mother?" asked Sweets.
"No I did and she didn't believe me." said Amie. "She thinks that I was lying because I was seeking attention. I had been caught self-harming when I was a teenager so I couldn't be trusted."
"I can imagine that." said Sweets. "There was an incident when I was younger where my parents wouldn't trust me and they didn't believe anything I said."
"How did you get their trust back?" asked Amie.
"I sat down with them and explained to them why I lied to them in the first place. They forgave me and I was allowed to close the door again."
"Yeah because discussing it with my parents will fucking go down well won't it?" said Amie. "My mom hates me because she thinks I am shit-stirring and my dad hates me because I cannot keep my mouth shut. My siblings hate me because they think I was trying to break up their marriage."
"It's a stupid thing to hate you for. Your mother had the right to know that your father was cheating on her." said Sweets.
"Maybe if I provided evidence then she would have believed me."
"I doubt it because it's clear that they didn't trust you either way." said Sweets.
"Maybe I should have not self-harmed."
"There is that. Maybe you could all go into a group therapy session to discuss the problems together." said Sweets.
"You can try but I cannot see it ending well."
"How is your relationship with your son?"
"It's improved drastically now that the alcohol has been removed from the house. We actually spend time together."
"Well, I would call that an improvement. I think that you are okay to leave therapy if you want. You have recovered from you illness. However I think you need to keep going to AA meetings just so you have that extra support to help you overcome alcoholism all together." said Sweets.
"Are you sure?"
"I don't see what I can do for you. You have gotten the message that alcohol is bad, you have cut it out all together and your relationship with your son, which in my opinion is the only relationship that you should be focusing on."
"Right. Thanks I suppose."
"I'm always here to talk." said Sweets. "Call me if you need me."
Standing in the hall of fame (yeah),
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah),
Cause you burn with the brightest flame (yeah),
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah),
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame.
The Script ft Will. – Hall of Fame
