empty: muke

empty, seventeen

i can reach out
to someone not like me
if you ask for help, it doesn't make you weak
i can reach out
to someone not like me
i can help my mind learn to trust my body
i can reach out
to someone not like me
if you ask for help, it doesn't make you weak
i can reach out
ignore what the voice tells me
i can help my mind learn to trust my body
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michael's therapy session was today, and he couldn't be more scared. what if the therapist judges him? luckily, luke was by his side to support him for the whole session.

michael's mother didn't really care much, and luke couldn't blame her. she had to work a lot to support her family.

when his number was called, they headed into the therapy room, and was greeted by the therapist by the name of "dr urie", who had a huge forehead, and michael couldn't help but laugh at it.

dr urie told michael and luke that they could call him brendon, so as to not make the therapy so formal. today, they just had a normal conversation, including a bit of michael's anorexia.

after the session, they went home. michael couldn't wait for the next session, as well, brendon was ridiculously nice to him, and he felt like he was a good person to rant to.