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As I walked into the office of my psychologist, Elena Romero, I was met with the familiarity of the
space, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of both relief and excitement. It had been a while since Ist
sat across from her, pouring out every thought in my head and knowing that all she could do was listen,
and no matter what I said to her, it wouldn’t leave this room.
Elena rose from her seat behind the desk, a small smile gracing her features as she greeted me.
“Wee, Mr. ck. It’s been some time since yourst appointment,” shemented.
I chuckled softly. “I haven’t had much reason to visit, Elena,” I replied, thefort of familiarity settling
in my chest at the sight of her familiar face.
Elena rolled her eyes yfully. “I’ve told you before, Mr. ck. I’m your doctor. You can address
me as Dr. Romero,” she chided gently.
I chuckled again. “I’d still prefer Elena over Dr. Romero any day. Besides, you know how much I dislike
yourst name. I also don’t like when you call me Mr. ck and make things between us too formal.
We’re way past that stage now, wouldn’t you agree?” I quipped.
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Elena sighed, her gaze softening as she regarded me. “Alright then, Kayden. Like I’ve told before, you
can’t just pick and choose when you want to show up for your appointments. Consistency is key to
making progress,” she lectured, her voice firm.
Taking a seat on the sofa in the room, I met Elena’s gaze evenly. “You already know I don’te here.
to get better, Elena. I’m simply here because I want to have a space where I can vent and talk without
fear of judgment, and you just happen to be the best person I can talk to,” I responded with a knowing
wink.
Elena took a seat opposite me, her expression mirroring a mix of concern and understanding as she
studied me. “How have you been feeling, Kayden?” she inquired.
I shrugged nonchntly, feeling both uncertain and restless. “I’m not sure, Elena. Some days I feel like
I’m okay, especially when I manage to control my temper and avoid hurting anyone. But other time! I
feel lost, like there’s something I should be doing, but I can’t quite grasp what it is,” I
confessed, unsure of how else
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Elena leaned forward, her eyes searching mine. “What is it that you feel like you should be doing?”
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I shook my head. “I don’t know, Elena. I just feel restless, like there’s a void in me that I can’t seem to
fill. It’s a strange feeling of craving something and feeling empty because I don’t know what it is I’m
craving.” I admitted.
Elena simply nodded before proceeding to the next question. “Have your thoughts or feelings perhaps
changed in any way since ourst session?”
Her inquiry about whether my thoughts and feelings had changed since ourst session sparked a dry
laugh to escape my lips, the bitterness of my amusement palpable in the air between us.
“What could possibly change, Elena?” I countered rhetorically. “The only thing that has shifted, if
anything, is my resolve to rid myself of a certain individual who has long been a thorn in my side. Other
than that, my thoughts and feelings remain pretty much the same.”
Elena noted down a few words in her notepad, her expression unreadable as she processed my
response. “So, does this mean you still harbor feelings of discontent about the impending arrival of your
child?”
A dry, humorlessugh escaped my lips once again as I leaned back in my seat. “There’s nothing
exciting about bringing a child into this world. Whenever I look at my wife and realize that she carries a
child in her, all I feel is a deep well of anger and disgust.”
I could see a flicker of concern pass through Elena’s eyes as she processed my admission. “What is it
that stops you from finding joy in the prospect of bing a father?” she questioned, her voice calm
yet insistent.
Folding my arms across my chest, I met her gaze with a sense of resignation in my eyes. “It’s because
I know that this child will only end up like me. Broken, alone, and hateful. Just like me,” I stated
matter–of–factly.
“When you say the child will end up like you, do you mean that you will also subject them to the same
abuse you endured from your father?”
I hesitated for a moment, thinking carefully about my response. “As much as I would like to believe that
I can steer clear of physical abuse, I can’t make any promises,” I admitted. “But beyond that, I know
that emotionally, this child will bear the brunt of my shorings, and I have no intention of subjecting
myself to being responsible for the well–being of another human being.”
“Why couldn’t you have just been upfront with your wife about not wanting children?” Elena’s voice
echoed in the quiet room. “Do you have any idea how she would feel if she heard you speak about your
unborn child with such disinterest?”
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I let out a loud, humorlessugh. “I don’t think she would be too bothered by my disinterest in the
child,” I stated bluntly.
“One of the reasons I decided to keep the child after she got pregnant was because I knew Marlene
would be capable of protecting our child from me.” I confessed. “That’s why I didn’t mind when my first
wife had our unborn baby taken from her. She reminded me too much of my mother–weak, easily
manipted, unlike Marlene, who I knew wasn’t as fragile–minded as my ex–wife.”
Elena sighed softly, a sense of resignation in her eyes as she processed my admission. “So, you’re
saying that Marlene has some control over you?” she inquired.
I chuckled softly. “She can’t entirely control me, but I know she wouldn’t stand idly by if I ever lost
control and turned aggressive toward our child.” I stated matter–of–factly.
Elena sighed once more. “Can you call the feelings you have for Marlene love?”
I paused, the weight of her words sinking deep into my consciousness before I finally responded. “And
what’s that, Elena?” I countered. “I don’t think I know what that is, nor will I ever know what it is.” I
continued, “What I think of Marlene is more of an understanding. She’s the one who canprehen
me in ways no one else can, which is why I’ve chosen to keep her by my side.”
After taking a moment to jot down a few notes, Elena shifted in her seat before gently broaching the
next question. “Now that you’ve expressed your thoughts on Marlene and your child, how about we
delve into this individual who still gues your thoughts and who you still consider a thom?” she
suggested, and Iughed dryly.
“Could it be anyone else but your little brother, Richard? He is the thorn in my flesh that I can’t wait to
get rid of.” I responded, finding it amusing how I could say a lot to her, knowing she wouldn’t be able to
tell any of it to Richard.
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