Time And A Place

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Chris's POV

After the day I had yesterday, I called my therapist. I needed an emergency session because I needed to talk to somebody. I already went to his house with a gun and thankfully Trey kind of talked me down from it, but I still caused a scene and probably scared the shit out of the security guard. So I needed to get out my feelings and my thoughts so I can at least try to process what happened.

I pulled up and sat in the parking lot, I wasn't having second thoughts but I was just super nervous about going in. Even though I've been going to therapy for the last few months, I still get really nervous because in a way I still feel like they be fucking up my head. I get really bad anxiety as soon as I pull up. Every time. It never fails.

I stared at the building for a few seconds, "Aight. I can do this." I say to myself.

I take another hit off my blunt, then I put it out. I get out of the car and I go into the building. My therapist always scheduled me for two hours even though I only have an hour appointment. She does that so there's no one in the office when I get there.

I walk in and walk directly into her office.

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"Hi!" She says with a big smile on her face

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"Hi!" She says with a big smile on her face. "Have a seat."

"How are you?" I take a seat on the sofa.

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