Rain On Me

Part 1 ~ Rain On Me

I could get up but I could also just stay in bed and enjoy my peaceful morning for a few more minutes. The good thing about my job is that I don't even have to leave my house. I work at home and I feel like that is a true blessing for me. I'm a psychologist and a very passionate one, too. I always wanted to be one ever since I was very young. I remember talking to my stuffed animals all the time like they were my clients. 

My first client for today will arrive at exactly 1pm. I am a little nervous but I have a good reason for that. I'm not a fan or anything but I guess anyone's heart would jump at the thought of having Michael Jackson as a client. 

This is going to be our first session and I'm very excited. I hope he will feel comfortable talking to me. I would love to be the one to help him through whatever he wants to fix in his mind and in his life. If Michael Jackson tells me that he wants me to be the one to help him, I will not take any other clients. I assured him that. He wants a psychologist to concentrate on him only. . which I will gladly do of course, if he decides to choose me.

It's 1:15pm . . I am in my office waiting for the doorbell to ring. I keep looking outside the window down to my driveway hoping he will finally arrive. I'm becoming more nervous every minute. The doorbell finally rings at exactly 1:33pm . . I walk outside to greet him by the car. His nice smile is the first thing I notice about him.

"It's very nice to meet you Mister Jackson, please come in"

His bodyguard and his driver are waiting in the car. I offered them to stay in the livingroom but they refused. I'm walking Michael upstairs to my big, fancy office. It's really huge . . I love it. We walk inside. I tell Michael to please take a seat. 

"Would you like something to drink?"

He nods. "Yes, a glass of water would be nice"

I bring him his water and take a seat. 

"Mister Jackson, would you feel more comfortable laying down?"

"No . . I would like to sit, thank you"

I start off the converstaion by asking him how he feels and what he wishes to discuss today. The soft and comfortable smile on his face assures me that we will master this together, no matter what the issues are. He seems very positive.

 Even though we haven't even talked yet, I can already tell that he is a fighter. He wants to be happy and he will be. Eventually. We start off by talking about His father. That's what he wants to discuss first, he says.

"My relationship with my father is something I was never able to fully understand. It's not something terrible but I feel like there are tons of unresolved issues that I'm dealing with daily. I'm constantly thinking about how it could've been . . what would've been if . . if he wasn't so hard on us . . if he wasn't so hard on me . . . I love my father but I . . I just wish I could understand him . . ."

"If he wasn't so hard on you? . . would you like to explain what you mean by 'hard', Mister Jackson? can you and do you want to tell me more about that?"

"I think I would like to talk about something else now, I don't feel so good"

"Of course. . . what would you like to talk about next?"

"I'm turning 30 in 3 months. . and I feel like I'm missing out on not being married"

"Why do you think that is, Mister Jackson? why do you feel like you're missing out?"

"I would love a big family . . I would love to share everything I have with a special woman but I feel like that is not given to me . . I feel like I am not meant to be married and have a family because it's simply . . well. . it's nearly impossible . . meeting women is something I . . . simply can't do"