100 Love Letters I'll Never Send I’m in a psyche ward wondering where it all went wrong. (c)2018
I’m in a psyche ward
wondering where it all went wrong.
I remember being told that according to King Solomon, of the biblical scriptures, “You always remember your first love, was told
that by my 9th Grade
English teacher, who wrote sayings of
life on the Chalkboard everyday,
Now all I can think of is
the one that read, “If you can describe
love you’re not in it.
I’m in a psyche ward
wondering where it all went wrong.
We’re seated in a circle in a small room. The therapist, is standing
writing on a chalk board and speaking so commanding of what she writes. Feels
condescending, “Triggers that make us feel bad.” In bigger letters she writes and
says “What to think instead. What triggers you Narcissus?”
“Narcisuss, what kind of name is that. I think just having that
name would trigger me,” the whispering in my ear is coming from a guy named
Lee. He calls himself Loose Lee. He says they call him that “...cuzz I was cut
loose and had to get tight really quick,” I don’t know what the hell he means
by all that.
Naricussus looks back at the therapist with eyes full of hatred.
The therapist responds by meeting his eyes and then looking toward a huge
security guard. We all know that game. They made sure to show us yesterday when
a patient started talking violently two huge guys came held him down and shot
him in the butt with that needle. Rest of the day he was in groups drooling uncontrollably.
“You had something to say, Narcissus?”
“Yes maam. I get triggered by my stupid parents forcing me to do
things I don’t want to do. I mean working at menial jobs. I mean he’s full of
money and forces me to work. Tells me I have to work to learn how to support
myself. I mean none of my friends have to work. They’re in college. But my
father refused to let me go back to college…” He’s very passionate explaining
all the ways people and things in his life victimized him. The truth is; he got
fired from his job at Gadgets Go because
he was caught drinking and watching pornography at the job.
A psyche tech comes. She whispers in the therapist ear.
“Narcissus your parents are in the conference area.” She says.
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