Why didn't I check it? How could I be so stupid to promise something under pressure without checking the fine print?
The doctor forces me to go to see a psychologist. All the psychologist only hold their office hours during the day when I'm at school with very little possibilities to leave. So, as a result, she talks me into going to the one offered by the town at a "youth centre". She makes me promise I'll phone there and make an appointment.
I should have known! The minute I call there (like she made me promise) I hear it: the noises and dozens of different voices on the background. I should have known the place is exactly as I feared: an open space with a clear view for everyone in the common room to the front door that one has to use in order to get in.
I'm supposed to be the strong one, the one of all of the children who doesn't need a fucking shrink. But no. No, no, no. That would have been far too easy. No, of course life's a bitch and pushes me into the situation straight from my nightmares; not only do I have to give up the only dignity I have left by going to see a bloody wannabe-Freud, but I also have to be seen by a punch of teenagers whose best way to deal with their natural insecurity and urge to belong to the group is to deprive others, make fun of them and humiliate them publically.
And now... an appointment to an anonymous psychologist in a fucking youth centre situated right next to *two* high schools!
FUCK!!!
