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                                           𝟏𝟗                       𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑|𝐃𝐄𝐒                                 𝐋𝐀|| 9:07 am                          *3 months later*

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                                           𝟏𝟗
                       𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑|𝐃𝐄𝐒
                                 𝐋𝐀|| 9:07 am
*3 months later*

I still felt guilty about what I told sayir before he went into a coma. I didn't even wanna visit cause the guilt was haunting me...

"Your problem is you say stuff out of anger," the therapist said writing on a notepad

"It's hard not to" I sat up. Looking at her writing

"You need to take ownership of your behavior, Catch yourself before you get too angry" she suggested still writing on that notepad

"It's the adrenaline when I get mad I don't stop"

"Take ownership of your behavior, don't blame it on the adrenaline" Now she was giving me one of them mom looks I felt like a little ass kid

"Desani I want you to work on yourself and practice healthy communication" she walked over and gave me the note

"What does sayir do that gets you so mad that you can't stop?"

"It's little shit, At the trap all night, not coming home, canceling last minute, Not fulfilling promises it's so much and then he does a sorry ma I'm not gon do it anymore and repeats it"

"If you want to give the relationship a chance, begin learning how you can help him meet your needs and working with him on meeting them"

I started to think about what she said and lost focus

"DESANI" she yelled making me tune back in

"Did you hear what I said?" she asked passing me another note

"No" I shrugged and rubbed my arm

"Do what you would normally do as if you haven't met him then see what you like more also your times up"

I stuck my card in the little machine waiting for the ding.

*DING*

I pulled the card out and grabbed my purse.

"Bye" the therapist waved tying her tie

I walked to the car and sat in it for a little while thinking what was next... CHICK FIL A

*SKIP CAR RIDE*

I got back home with my Chick-fil-A and a new comforter cause the other one reminded me of sayir

I didn't wanna erase the memory of him I just wanted the guilt to stop and maybe if I forgot it would stop.

I placed my food down and went to the room. I took our old comforter and bedspread off and threw it on the floor. Then proceeded to take off the old pillowcases cause I got new ones as well

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