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"So when you think of yourself, what comes to mind?" Dr. Harrison asked.
I let out a sigh, my eyes glancing over to the clock.
Dr. Harrison patiently waited for my answer, which just annoyed me even more.
"I don't know," I said, with a sigh.
"You don't know?"
"No."
"When you hear the name Emily Winston, what comes to mind?"
I let out a sigh, my eyes glancing back over to the clock. "Antsy."
"Okay," she agreed.
"Can I go home yet?"
"Not yet."
I leaned back in my chair. I really hate being here.
"What else comes to mind?"
I closed my eyes, actually trying to think about the question.
"Anorexia," I said, opening my eyes and looking at Dr. Harrison.
She crossed her right leg over her left. "I want you to try something at home this week."
Wait, my therapist was giving me homework?
"I want you to make a list of things that separate you from Anorexia."
"What?"
"Take two notepads," she instructed. "Construct your memories that have to do with you versus memories that revolve around the Anorexia."
What the hell was that supposed to do for me?
"Okay," I agreed.
Not that I was left with a choice.
~*~
"What are you up to?" Emmett asked, peering over my shoulder.
"I'm doing my homework," I muttered, staring at the blank notepads in front of me.
"Looks very productive," he said, laughing as he made his way into the kitchen.
"I'm supposed to separate myself from the Anorexia," I explained to Emmett, as he pulled out some ingredients for dinner.
"Okay," he agreed, pulling the hamburger out of the refrigerator before turning to face me.
"But I have no fucking idea what Dr. Harrison wants from me."
He placed the hamburger on the counter before crossing the kitchen, leaning across the counter.
"I think you're overthinking things."
I rolled my eyes.
"It's not about what Dr. Harrison wants from you," he said, raising his eyebrows at me. "It's about looking inside yourself to find the answers. I think that's the aim she was going for here."
"That's so incredibly stupid."
He laughed. "Why don't you give an actual try before bashing the idea?"
Days like these are when I seriously hate his optimism.
~*~
"Where's Emmett?" I asked Lee, looking around the kitchen.
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