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Chapter Sixtyseven Mya Anderson Los Angeles, California - Los Angeles Psychiatry
One more city left on the tour and I'm sad, but relieved. It's been a long two and a half months and I'm just ready to relax. Everything has been crazy since day one....good crazy though, not bad crazy. I mean there were a few moments when I thought things were going to go south but it didn't.
Now that I'm in town, I need to clear my head. So I'm headed to see Dr. Thompson. There's something that has been weighing heavy on my heart and I really needed to talk to him.
Walking into his office, I exhaled. I honestly should be in bed, it seems like I'm getting less and less sleep.
"Hello Mya." Dr. Thompson said finally looking up from his computer.
"Hi, thank you for meeting me so last minute."
"No problem at all." He cane and sat across from me. "Before we start, congratulations on the engagement."
"Thank you."
"How's everything going with that?"
"Good. I'm excited for the wedding. You are definitely invited so, be on the lookout for your invitation."
"I will definitely be there. I'm very proud of the growth you and Chris have displayed."
"Yeah....we still have our moments though."
"Is one of your moments the reason why you came in today?"
"Kind of...."
"Okay well talk to me, what's going on?"
"So you know I've been on tour with Chris for the past two and a half months and it's been a crazy experience. Everything was good but it's like touring brings out another side to Chris."
"What does that mean?"
"He parties differently."
"Meaning?"
"He has a drug problem that I thought we had under control but it's just seems like to me when he gets around a certain crowd he becomes a different person. It's like his brain turns into mush and he's being controlled."
