spongypants23

Every Friday this summer I'd taken hikes deep into the Rockies to meditate properly and forget the noisy stress of the world, and this Friday was no different. With work and college, I was pretty busy most of the week, and on my precious day off I'd go to one of my favorite places: the forest. Having wound through the various trees on the dusty path for an hour or two while lost in thought, I decided to toss down my Camelbak and sit up against the branchless base of a nearby pine and take a quick break. I closed my eyes as a soft breeze played through my hair and made the green branches around me sway softly in the patched shade. I loved it

“So, I’m sure you’ve heard just about anything and everything, but this is still hard for me to talk about. It’s something really personal, and I don’t think my family or any of my friends will understand. That’s why I decided to talk with you.” A twenty-something year old guy lays reclined on a stereotypical plush leather sofa while the smartly-dressed psychiatrist sits across from him with a pad to scribble notes on. “Holding something in like that for long periods of time can be emotionally unhealthy, so it was a good idea to schedule this appointment with me. So what exactly are we talking about h