Therapy pt1

Lee's pov

The next morning, I woke early and was directed to a dining area. I chose to sit outside with a garden view.

Later , I answered some questionnaire and had to meet a psychiatrist who I spoke to and he told me I would be called.

A few hours later, I was called and told they had placed with people who could help me.

The next few weeks was group meetings, kinda like AA meetings. Most days we were given tasks to fill out. I had gotten to know some of the people here.

One girl is here because she was mistreated by her mother and her boyfriend, both addicted to drugs. She's been beaten, starved, and left to fend for herself most of her life. Her mom and boyfriend were recently arrested. Her name is Linda. She's one of the girls I get along with.

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Today, I was meeting with my therapist:

"Good morning Lisa. You can call Mary. I will be working with you through your journey. Have you worked with a therapist before?"

"Yes, I have."