I was directing myself to my therapy (which was doodoo tbh), freshly out of the train.
As I am throwing my legs forward into the waiting room
, I see a recessed LLTB and her mom waiting (duh 
) there 
.Our glances collide
, as I say hi as courtesy 
, she began to feel more timid and embarassed 
and me too because I know she's staring at me 
.The whole waiting time, the mood tensed up, with my spider sense I could see and feel her suboptimal recessed gaze on me, what tf did I do deserve this
.To escape ts I started playing music in my ears and playing a culture quizz game on my phone
.The time felt too long, I could only hope that my therapist comes out and call my name. Minutes felt like hours and them hours are raping me.
When I finally see my therapist, it was a ray of joy, trumpets of victory buzzing in my ears.
Hopefully I will never see her again.
Should I just hang it up at this point?
Hoping ts is just me making shit up in my head.
