Madness string 112317

Random mermaid
I had seen the same therapist for about six months. I made sure she was going to be around for a while. We discussed prior how difficult it would be to talk about, and I finally felt safe enough to share some of the trauma I went through. She was crying at the end of our session, though I thought it went pretty well, all things considered. She closed her practice the next day, completely stopped seeing patients. I'd like to believe it wasn't because of me, but it's very coincidental. I haven't seen a therapist since her.

The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn't real. I know that, and I also know that if I'm careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle.