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Jul 1, 2021 22:51:36 GMT -5
Post by ✨ zozo. on Jul 1, 2021 22:51:36 GMT -5
"Tell me why you're here.""Doctors orders, you know that. Won't let me out without it."
"And you want to leave?""Who doesn't?"
"You didn't answer my question. Do you want to leave?""Fine. Yes."
"With or without getting better?""You ask a lot of questions for someone who seems to have all the answers."
"And you ask a lot of questions for someone who acts like she knows how to control her addiction.""Damn. That cut deep, doc. They didn't make them like you five years ago."
"You've been in and out of places like this for five years, yes?""Give or take."
"How does that make you feel?""Annoyed, mostly. I want to go home."
"What's home to you?""My house."
"Where you last coma'd out, am I correct?""Why does that matter?"
"It matters because you want nothing more than to go back to the place where you were at your worst.""Well...
it's kind of a bad habit of mine."
"Are you talking about your parents or your husband?""I'm talking about drinking, doc."
"I don't think you are, Mrs. Fray.""Shore. My last name is Shore."
"Okay, Ms. Shore. You say it's a habit of yours to go back to places of self-destruction. Why do you think that is?"
"Old habits die hard, I guess."
"Do you think it's because you find comfort, a familiarity, in chaos?""You talking about my childhood now? I know how you lot work and I'm sick of talking to fucking doctors about my fucking parents."
"According to this, it's your parents who are paying for these sessions, and your hospital bills. For the past five years.""Yeah, well. You break it, you buy it."
"So you admit that your relationship with your parents is a strained one?""Who's isn't?"
"Quite a few people, Ms. Shore.""Yeah right. Not in One."
"Are you worried your children are going to have a similar relationship with you?""...Yes. No. I don't know."
"Why's that?""Because I love my husband."
"You don't think your parents loved each-other?""My parents were business partners. Their family was an investment from the moment my Dad got down on one knee."
"And yet it seems your marriage was an arrangement between your parents and your husbands.""That's different."
"How?""It just is."
"Do you fight with your husband?""Who doesn't?"
"Quite a few people, Ms. Shore.""Kellan is my person. That's all that matters.
...I don't want to talk about this anymore."
"Alright, so you're not worried about repeating what your parents inflicted on you? You've told me you didn't exactly have an orthodox upbringing.""I told you I don't want to talk about this."
"No, you told me you didn't want to talk about your parents, or your husband, or your drinking. So I'm talking to you about being a Mom.""Well I don't want to think about that either."
"Your transcript says we can't let you go until we can be sure you won't cause harm to your unborn childre-""Is everyone going to treat me like a child here?"
"Did anyone ever treat you like a child, Ms. Shore? Did you ever feel like a child, even when you were one?""I don't know."
"Let's start there then. Were you happy when you were a child?""No."
"Were you sad?""No."
"Then what did you feel?""Angry."