Eve was quite nervous to say the least. His last therapist had recommended Mr. Bryndiarsson to him, as he specialized in trauma cases such as Eve's and could probably help him more than Eve's last therapist. After Eve had separated himself from the bad influences couple of years ago this therapist had helped him get stabilized again. But maybe it was better to see someone with firmer experience.
Eve had been doing better lately, partly thanks to broadening his social circle, but these rumours floating around lately and all the suspicious, hostile gazes on him had spiked his nightmares. Eve was seeing the scenes from his past vividly again and was starting to have some flashbacks in normal everyday situations. Eve's sketchbook was yet again filled with scenes from his past, which wasn't good at all.
Eve squeezed the sketchbook against his chest as he hesitantly knocked on Mr. Bryndiarsson's office door. Eve was still wearing the face mask to hide his cut lip.
As Mr. Bryndiarsson would open the door Eve would nod slightly and look the man in the eye.
"Good day, Mr. Bryndiarsson. Nice to meet you. I am Eve Dawning, I am here for an appointment."
@Romi
Eve had been doing better lately, partly thanks to broadening his social circle, but these rumours floating around lately and all the suspicious, hostile gazes on him had spiked his nightmares. Eve was seeing the scenes from his past vividly again and was starting to have some flashbacks in normal everyday situations. Eve's sketchbook was yet again filled with scenes from his past, which wasn't good at all.
Eve squeezed the sketchbook against his chest as he hesitantly knocked on Mr. Bryndiarsson's office door. Eve was still wearing the face mask to hide his cut lip.
As Mr. Bryndiarsson would open the door Eve would nod slightly and look the man in the eye.
"Good day, Mr. Bryndiarsson. Nice to meet you. I am Eve Dawning, I am here for an appointment."
@Romi