The Other Me
‘The Good Doctor’ vii. I awoke rested and feeling great. No anxiety, no intrusive thoughts, nothing at all. It was like being back to normal. There’d been other times I’d woken up feeling like this. Sometimes (but not often), it lasted. Other times, I’d deteriorate throughout the day. For now, though, as I had breakfast and prepared to see Dr Victor with my mum and John – John to interpret in case my mum didn’t understand anything Dr Victor had to say – I couldn’t imagine feeling again as I had the previous day. When we got to PANCH, we met Dr Victor in a plush consulting room – it…
The Other Me
‘Falling’ vi. Saturday night, I went out with my friend Stan, drank more than I should’ve, and was able to forget everything for the time being. It was nice to be me again, if only for a little bit. Sunday morning I woke, dreading a hangover, but feeling okay – there was no anxiety, no headaches, nothing of any kind, other than for some tiredness from the night before. In the afternoon, my cousin Chris came over. He was my number one reader of anything I wrote, and I was going to show him what little I had of Book Two – an entire chapter. I usually wrote quickly and…