Chapter 7
Shaun and Dr. Glassman entered Dr. Glassman's office. Dr. Glassman sat at his desk.
"Have a seat Shaun," Dr. Glassman said.
Shaun sat down in the chair.
"Shaun," Dr. Glassman said. "We need to calmly talk."
"Dr. Melendez said I could go home," Shaun said.
"And I said we need to talk," Dr. Glassman said.
"I'm not seeing a therapist," Shaun said.
"We're not talking about that," Dr. Glassman said. "Shaun, I know the anniversary of Steve's death is always hard for you."
"You are very repetitive," Shaun said.
"You need to talk about it Shaun," Dr. Glassman said. "You can't keep having these crying fits at work and lashing out at your co-workers and your boss."
"I apologized," Shaun said.
"Shaun," Dr. Glassman said.
"Please leave me alone," Shaun said. "You are pestering me."
Shaun got up and walked towards the door. Dr. Glassman got up and grabbed Shaun by the arm.
"Do not touch me!" Shaun shouted. "I hate being touched!"
"Steve is dead!" Dr. Glassman shouted. "He's not coming back!"
"Stop it!" Shaun shouted.
"He's dead Shaun!" Dr. Glassman said. "He's dead and there's nothing you can do about it! Steve is dead! He's dead! Your brother is dead!"
Shaun collapsed to the floor crying.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Shaun sobbed. "Why do you want me to feel bad?"
"Shaun," Dr. Glassman said softly. "Stand up."
Shaun stood up.
"I'm not being mean to you Shaun," Dr. Glassman said. "I want you to not bottle up your feelings."
"I don't want to let him go," Shaun sobbed. "I don't want to let Steve go."
"You don't have to let go of your memories of him," Dr. Glassman said softly. "It's okay to hold onto the memories."
Dr. Glassman hugged Shaun tightly.
"I do not liked being hugged unless it's by Lea," Shaun sobbed.
Dr. Glassman continued to hug Shaun as he cried.
"It's okay," Dr. Glassman said softly. "It's all going to be okay."
