1 word explained why
I was being dragged to
and from a psychiatric facility for 2 weeks
I was like a prisoner.
But I didn’t do anything besides confessing how I felt when interrogated by the school psychologist.
My mother: So, like, what do we do about that?
Should we be concerned?
I don’t want him to turn out like…
My father: I always knew there was something strange about our son.
I told you we needed to take him to see someone.
You were always talking about how he’s a sensitive boy…
My sister: Don’t tell anyone, you’ll ruin my life.
You’re the freaky brother nobody will want to be around…
Well, what if they tell him to kill us all with a knife or something?
Psychologist: No, no, no.
It is wayyy overdramatized in the movies.
Someone: What a relief!
It replays everyday in my head.
They all fear me.
They all despise me.
For things I didn’t do, haven’t done, things I can’t control.
It replays everyday, and I don’t understand.
I can’t help who I am
I can’t make it go away