I'm not listening anyway...Mature

"No, you're not listening to me," I said for quite possibly the tenth time. "The world simply got too big. I put the keys in the ignition of my dad's truck and drove it off a bridge with the intent of dying. I wanted to die. Do you hear me?! I wanted to die."

I was practically vibrating in my seat. Doesn't it just make you want to scream when people refuse to listen to what you've got to say? If you know you're not going to accept my answer, don't fucking ask me the question!

"15 year old girls don't just wake up one day and decide they want to die," he said, shaking his head and scribbling nonsense into his patient notebook.

"You're so very correct," I said sarcastically. "They wake up every day feeling like they want to die and then one day have the courage to go through with it."

"What was so bad in your life, Lana, that you had to end it completely rather than wait for it to get better?"

I sighed in disgust and slumped against the back of the couch I was stuck on for an hour every week. "Do you really want to know, doc?"

"Of course I do."

"You'd better get a fresh pen and piece of paper because this is going to be a doozy."

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