Locked in My MindA Story by SamSometimes we just can't get out of our heads.
I close my eyes and try to focus my mind. Millions of thoughts pound in my head, scattered through my brain like an exploded bag of chips.
Is she prettier than me? Where is my life going? Why doesn't anybody listen? What is the point? That dog is adorable. I never want children. Am I disappointing my parents by not settling down? Why is the sun so bright? Why did I walk in here? Thousands of thoughts ambush me. I try to focus on just one but it is seemingly impossible. I cannot settle on just one when all of them are just as important as the next. I drop to the floor, hands clutching my ears; "SHUT UP!" I shout as though someone is singing the forbidden song that never leaves your head. Have I gone mad? "Lucy?" A soothing voice says. "Lucy, are you alright?" I look up from the ground where I am rocking back and forth like a madman. The man towering above me is unfamiliar, yet he seems to know my name. I slowly rise up from the ground and take in my surroundings. I am in a small office. Four walls enclosed around me, trapping me. "Who are you?" I ask in a panic. "Let me out of here!" The man looks concerned. He is much older with gray hair and glasses. He is holding a notepad and I see him scribble something down. "Lucy," he says. "I am Dr. Brown. This is our weekly session." "I've never seen you before," I say, suddenly unable to breathe. I can feel the walls closing in on me. This is a trap! I race to the door and desperately pound on it. I can't find the doorknob and panic consumes me. I am grasping at the hinges, where the hell is the doorknob?! "Lucy, please calm down," Dr. Brown pleads. Never tell a panicking person to calm down! I start to scream as the frustration takes over until I drop to the floor in defeat. I hug my knees, tears streaming down my face. Why can't I get out?
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