3 3. Turning Over a New Leaf

Dr. Williams looked at me and replied,"Well, thank you for an honest answer and I hope I can help you to recover from whatever it is that you are going through. We'll take it one step at a time. We have a long road ahead of us and you are going to have to work hard to get through. I am not going to lie and say it's going to be easy. It's going to be difficult and sometimes, you might want to give up and that's where I come in. Whenever you feel like giving up, just give me call. I'll right down my number. Feel free to contact me any time. I would also like you to come in for a session every alternative day, that will be Monday, Wednesday and Friday. We'll reduce the amount of sessions as we go forward. I would right down some antidepressants for you but I don't think that would be in your best interest. I am going to keep you under observation for 24 hours and you will be free to go in the morning. The pills have been flushed out of your system but you might experience some side effects. I'll be going then. I'll come visit before you are discharged. Is that fine?"

I was in wonder of her words because nobody ever cared enough for me to advice me not to give up. Even though this was her profession, it made my heart warm.

She was like a ray of light in the pitch black darkness that was my life. So without any hesitation, I nodded my head to answer her question.

She left the room and I closed my eyes to rest.

When the nurse came in to change the IV bag, I again enquired about the person who saved me.

"We didn't get a chance to know his name. After he knew that you were going to fine,he left. We were more concerned about you at that moment. I just know that he wore brown rimmed glasses and had a handsome face."

I thought about all the people in my life and realised that none wore spectacles because of their obsession with looks. The door to my apartment was locked and I don't know how anyone could know about the incident, let alone come inside my apartment. Nobody cared enough for me to do that and that was depressing. Even though the person could be a creep, I still felt warm thinking that someone cared about me.

Perhaps, I would meet him someday and would be able to thank him.

With that thought in my mind, I fell asleep. I didn't have any nightmares for the first time in a very long time.