"I understand you don't want anyone to know you're seeing a psychologist, especially acquaintances, but... Charlotte, I'm not anyone else, I'm Gavin Turner, the one who always believes in you."
"But you, who always believe in me, you saw me visiting a psychologist, and that psychologist is you!" Charlotte was furious, her voice growing shrill.
She didn't want anyone to know she was seeing a psychologist. She only trusted the Doctor Carl Graham she had met by chance in the Mental Hospital when she was a child.
Sometimes she couldn't tell if she was living in a fantasy or reality. When public opinion was suffocating her, she feared that one day she might become like her mother.
Isn't it said that such illness can be hereditary? Thus, when she could no longer find peace inside, she had to rely on visiting a psychologist to make sure she was really okay.
