After Therapy (Sabine)

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After therapy, I follow Dr. Sims’ advice and take myself out on a date.

“Ask yourself why you choose to live in fantasy,” her words echo.

When the waiter comes to take my order, he asks if anyone will be joining.

I consider saying yes, but more pathetic than eating at a restaurant alone is being stood up by a date who doesn’t exist. And it doesn’t cure my ADHD—attention-deficit/hyperactive daydreaming.

Okay, that’s not a real diagnosis, but it was enough to get me an appointment with Dr. Sims.

And, as the waiter sits across from me, possibly…a date?

© 2023 Nortina Simmons

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It’s StoryADay May! I’m not promising that I will write a story every day this month, but I’m going to try. Today’s prompt is simply to write a 100-word story. I had another story in mind for my Therapy Sessions series, but that one is much longer than 100 words. Maybe I’ll post it tomorrow or at a later date. For now, say hello to our newest character, Sabine!

Back in Therapy (Hannah)

“Is it childish to still watch cartoons into your thirties?”

I draw my knees up to my chest and dig my heels into the edge of the sofa cushion. “It’s something I do…to get into the holiday spirit. I thought we could make it a family tradition, but my husband—” I glance down at my naked ring finger, a reminder of the years wasted. “Ex-husband…”

“The real question is do you think it’s childish?” Dr. Sims tosses back.

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Still in Therapy (Joan)

“Tell me about your dream.”

“It all seemed so easy. Short lines, getting through security. Even testing was a breeze.”

“So why didn’t you ultimately get on the plane?”

My gaze drifts to the framed PhD certificate mounted on the wall behind her. I can just barely see my reflection, the tears welling in my eyes.

“Joan, you have this habit of self-sabotage. When something feels too good to be true, you often presume that it is.”

I spin the wedding band on my finger so fast it flies off and lands in her lap.

“Why don’t you call him?”

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Another Therapy Session (Joan)

“The seasonal depression is coming in hard this year, Dr. Sims.”

“Why do you think this time of year gets you so down?”

I never know how to answer this question. Loneliness? Overworked?

I glance out the window. The sky is completely clear of clouds. The sun shines brightly. The leaves are still on the trees, still a deep forest green.

“It’s pretty warm for December, isn’t it?”

“Huh?”

“Seventy the high, right?” I didn’t even wear a jacket leaving the house. Now I’m thinking of that song.

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas…

No snow this year. More disappointment.  

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Therapy Session (Joan)

“All my life, men have told me they loved me, then left me in that same breath.”

“Why do you think they leave? Do you blame yourself?”

I spin the gold band around my ring finger.  The only reminder I have of my ill-fated marriage, though no one knows. We eloped.

“Let’s talk about your father?”

“He left when I was ten.”

“Joan.”

I look up. Her eyes chide me over the rim of her glasses. Our routine for the last two months.

“You’re only wasting your money if you don’t open up.”

“I’ll see you next week, Dr. Sims.”

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