1 word explained why

I was being dragged to

and from a psychiatric facility for 2 weeks

I was like a prisoner.

But I didn’t do anything besides confessing how I felt when interrogated by the school psychologist.

 

My mother: So, like, what do we do about that?

 Should we be concerned?

I don’t want him to turn out like…

 

My father: I always knew there was something strange about our son.

I told you we needed to take him to see someone.

You were always talking about how he’s a sensitive boy…

 

My sister: Don’t tell anyone, you’ll ruin my life.

You’re the freaky brother nobody will want to be around…

Well, what if they tell him to kill us all with a knife or something?

 

They gasp.

Nervous Laugh.

 

Psychologist: No, no, no.

It is wayyy overdramatized in the movies.

 

Someone: What a relief!

 

It replays everyday in my head.

They all fear me.

They all despise me.

For things I didn’t do, haven’t done, things I can’t control.

It replays everyday, and I don’t understand.

I can’t help who I am

I can’t make it go away

I’m stuck

Trapped

Schizophrenic.