Unbroken

Therapy

I sat at the table staring at my phone. I scrolled through all the messages of the harasser.

I peek up to see Dan opposite me staring eagerly into my eyes.

"Babe, I think you should see someone." Dan spoke softly.

"I know. I'll book an appointment with a psychiatrist sometime today." I smile at him.

"Okay, just remember I'm here for you." Dan stood up and stood beside me.

"I will." I replied softly. I felt Dans soft lips against my cheek. I grab my phone and dial the number for the doctors.

"Hello, Kinnerly Doctors Practice. How can we help you?"

"I'd like to book an appointment with a psychiatrist." I replied.

"Okay then, can I take your name?" The lady asked.

"Jade Lester."

"Okay Jade, how does 3:00pm today sound?" She asked.

"That sounds great, thank you." I replied.

"Have a nice day!" She hung up.

****

I look at myself in a mirror and I grab a piece of paper. My counsellor used to tell me that if I ever were to see a psychiatrist then I should note down how I feel. I grab a pen.

"Hm. I feel down." I murdered as I wrote on the paper.

"Mood swings." I wrote.

"Nightmares."

"Cutting, burning."

"Can't sleep."

"Eating."

"Suicidal thoughts." I put the pen down and I folded up the paper and put it in my purse.

I walk back to the mirror and grab a pair of ripped blue jeans and a black jumper with 'All Time Low" printed on the front.

"God my legs look huge." I sigh.

"You are perfect." Dan walked through the door. "You're perfect in every way."

I turn around so I'm facing him.

"I promise you are." He smiled. I felt his strong arms wrap around me.

"I'm going to the psychiatrist at 3." I stated.

"I'll drive you there." Dan smiled.

****

2:45pm my phone beeps.

"We'd better go!" I called to Dan.

"Okay then." Dan emerged from the door. I grabbed my purse and phone and we got into the car.

"I'm scared."

"Don't be, you will be absolutely fine." Dan reassured me. He placed his hand on my leg.

****

I walk into the doctors hand in hand with Dan.

"Jade Lester." I tell the lady at the desk my name.

"Okay Jade, Take a seat." She smiled.

I sat down on a squishy red chair with Dan. I glanced around the room at all the posters on the wall about cancer and malaria.

I glance around again.
Suicide awareness, mental health support.

Dan squeezes my hand as a lady calls for me.

"You'll be fine." He smiled.

I make my way over to the lady.

"Hello Jade." She had a soft voice.

"Hi." I replied hesitantly.

"So I'm going to give you an evaluation today."

"Okay." I replied nervously.

"I'm going to ask you around 30 questions and you need to tell me 'true' , 'sometimes' or 'never' okay?"

I nod.

****

"Do you ever experience panic attacks?"

"True."

"Have you ever made yourself purge?"

"True."

"Do you hate your body?"

"True."

"Do you think you're weak."

"True."

"Have you ever self harmed?"

"True."

"Have you ever attempted suicide?"

A lump forms in my throat. I swallow it down.

"True."

****

"Okay Jade. I will send you the results within the next week!"

"Okay thank you." I walk out of the room and I fall into Dan's arms.

"How was it J?" He kissed my head.

"I'm glad I came." I replied.