Doctor Prince states, leading me down to Neil’s room. The walk down the hall seems never ending. I’m so nervous about seeing him. I’m not sure exactly what I’m feeling as the emotions course through me. I’m upset and hurt and mad. So mad that he didn’t trust me enough to tell me what’s going on. After everything we’ve been through he should’ve known that he could trust me. I control my breathing and rethink my feelings. I need to let Neil know I understand why he didn’t tell me. This isn’t about me and being upset with Neil-it’s about getting him better. All of the anger disappears and is replaced with sadness and concern. How am I supposed to make him feel better? What am I supposed to do? “How’s he doing?” I ask breaking the silence. “At first he was hesitant. A little emotional and violent but after a few weeks he calmed down and started opening up during sessions.” I hear his words, but it’s not registering.
