Death.
"What about death scares you?"
" Death.
Living and Dying.
Death.
Life after Death."
And that is all that she could give me. After 1 year of consultation. We're back at the start.

Lily worked a 5 to 8 hour shift as a waitress back in Saint Louis. The very first time I met her. She had the smile of someone saying their last goodbye. Her eyes round, like a ball, wordless, empty. Hair, loose and messy. She appeared to be wearing an old T-shirt of pathos and a rugged pants that seemed to have been worn only once.
I've seen many patients who come dressed in their best, defensive attitude. Trying to hide every memory as if I haven't been long enough in this game. Lily, however, she doesn't conceal anything. As if she wants me to see what she sees. This is a case of the psyche. Fortunately, not a case of behaviour or appearance. Lily, first came to me reporting an incident. At first, like any other private...