I'm Not Who Everyone Thinks I Am

40.

After my little freak out with Brian, I was put in a new room.
You know, like one of the ones you see on TV.
No objects, covered in padding.


Thankfully though, I did not wake up in a straitjacket.
Surprised?
I was.

I guess someone was watching me on a camera, because as soon as I woke up, someone entered.
Knocking would be appreciated, but I guess when you’re crazy you don’t get that privilege.

Hi there, are you feeling okay?
Do I look like I’m feeling okay?

I guess.
Lies, so many lies.

Now, do you know why you’re in here?
I’m thinking playing dumb is the way to go here.
Although… look how well that ended up the first time.


Uh… I don’t know.
Great.
Now they think I’m crazy and dumb.


Well, you had a bit of an episode with your therapist, Brian.
Do you remember that at all?
Of course I do.
It’s in sickeningly vivid detail.


I don’t know.
Again… what a great answer.

You tried to… um…
Come on, spit it out.

Kiss him?
Crap.
There goes my playing dumb tactic.


Yes.
After he pushed you away, you went in to a sort of frenzy.
Yep, I remember that.

Oh.
What else is there to say in this situation?

So we put you in here for a little while, to see if you would calm down.
I’m calm now…
I just want to get out of here.


Okay.
Smart answers.
Really.


You seem to be fully functional… but we’re not sure how you’re going to react to seeing someone else.
What does she mean by someone else?

What?
Oh, crap.

Well, we can’t have you back with Brian.
For now, I’ll be your new therapist.
Great.

Okay.
One-word answers seem to be all right.

We’re going to leave you in here for a few more hours, and then, depending on your progress, move you back to your old room.
Yeah, because that’s so much better than this.

Thank you.
Better be polite.
I think it’s the only way I’m getting out of here.


Okay, well, I’ll see you in a couple of hours.
Okay, thanks, BYE.

Great.
I’m a movie-worthy mental patient.