The Appointment

Whenever I go anywhere I always drive past where my accident happened. I don't know why I do it because I cry every time, but this little voice in the back of mind tells me you deserve to feel the pain because I am stupid and always get into bad situations.

I arrive at the building, its very small with less than 10 parking spaces and has tan paint on the outside. I'm shaking while I'm walking inside because I have horrible memories with just about any situation.

''Helena'' I hear someone say, please follow me. I follow this women into a room, my self-conscious was telling me not to but I ignored it and just followed like a lost puppy. We arrived in the room, it was very cozy and aesthetically pleasing with the houseplants on the table and corners of the wall. She introduced herself, ''hello Helena, my name is Mrs.Nancy and I'm your assigned therapist, now tell me what you've been having a problem with.''