Switched Bodies with My Bias???

The Therapist

These chapters are going to start having music to them. 

So listen to the music WHILE you read the chapter for more effectiveness.

I carefully chose the songs so that they go with the chapter.

Also what other languages do you guys speak? Maybe I can include some music that I know from those languages.

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Your POV: 

"T-Therapy?!!! I screamed." 

"And that's it?" 

"Yeah, those were my last moments before I showed up here." I said.

"Do you know why these friends of yours put you here?"

"Well. I have a better understanding on this then you think."

"Oh?"

"You can't just be put here. Lots of people have to believe that you need to be here and then..."

"Yes go on."

"And then yourself needs to decide to come here too."

"That's right."

"Now would you like to talk about why you think you're here?" 

"Yes." 

"Then tell me."

"Isn't that your job?"

"Well, I want you to tell me why you think you're here."

"Fine." I huff out.

"I'm here because the others think that I'm confused." 

"And are you?"

"No."

"They why do you think that?"

"Because they don't understand."

"What do they not understand?"

"They don't understand that this isn't me."

"What's not you?"

"Are you going to keep doing that? Talking like a parrot??? Because that's the last thing I need right now!!!!" I stand up.

"Please have a seat. Let's talk about this."

"Look lady..." I huffed out. 

I have to comply with her needs. 

I have to be here.

"Why don't you tell me why you think I'm crazy?"

"Excuse me?"

"Isn't that your job? To find the craziness in people and then find a reason why then to fix them?"

"Well in a ways..."

"And to fix me." I said in a lower tone.

"Well tell me how can I fix you?"

"By telling me why I'm crazy."

"Ok. For starters.."

"And by telling me what happened to me."

There was a pause.

"By telling me what happened to me and how I can fix this."

I looked at her with tears in my eyes, "Please tell me how I can fix this."

"Oh honey I will." She brought me close to her.

"Help me." I closed my eyes.

I try my best to picture my family.

Dad used to always call me honey and sweetie.

Where is he?

Why am I here?

Why can't I just go back home....

Pleaseeee.....

It's all I want right now..

The therapist caresses me as I cry my hardest and I don't let anything back. 

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Was the music effective?

Should I do this again?