When She's Ten Feet Tall,

Arianna Marie Garcia/20 years old

[misscoralinedavis-blog]

Coraline was weak and the only thing that she wanted and believed she needed to relieve the feeling was to feed but with the amount of people that were around in the room along with her, the woman grew irritable as well as pale in the face. However, on top of all that, – her delusions were quite vivid, unable to tell reality from her false perceptions. Everyone just looked like one, her brother when it really wasn’t him, “–L-Logan, w-what are you doing here?” 

[goask-ari]

Group therapy was a waste... Nothing any of the other patients said made any difference to her.... Or meant anything. It was all the same delusional babble over and over. It would be just her luck that they went into blackout. At least then maybe there would be some quiet for her withdrawal induced migraine. 

With her knees tucked up into her chest, Ari sat silently, concentrating hard to not get sick. All she had wanted was some peace to feel miserable alone... The woman’s voice didn’t register, all Ari could tell was that it was directed at her. 

Scrunching her eyebrows together in annoyance she spoke, “What’d you say?”

[goask-ari]

“This is bullshit!” 

Lock down? Ari wanted to scream. This was her first group therapy, it already had been enough of a chore to simply sit there with the other patients but to now be in there indefinitely with them? 

Withdrawal did not suit her and as she sat there, hands trembling with rage she almost thought she was going to get sick again.