Erin Ebert
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I sat slumped low in my chair in the fluorescent waiting room, staring blankly at the posters on the walls. “5 Steps to Better Sleep,” I tried to read them but I lost interest. “Breaking the Cycle of Depression”, “YOU can prevent suicide”. Cartoon people in happy, bright colors danced across the glossy surface as I smirked. I avoided eye contact with other students sitting next to me in the arranged, upholstered chairs. Cheery women wearing headsets answered phones and made appointments behind glass windows at the front of the room. Plastic plants sat on wooden end tables that overflowed with self-help pamphlets and tissues. A small flower pot filled with some sort of beans held a bouquet of pens with different paper daisies duct taped to the ends. I chose purple.
By Erin Ebert7 years ago in Psyche