She wanted to say that she could handle the treatments they threw at her but no matter how tough she was, no- body was strong enough to stand those things. Did they do electroshock here? Lobotomies? It kinda freaked her out. She sunk further into the chair and rested her arms on the arm rests of the chair. ❝Yeah, I have.❞
He sighed and let the sound of a pen fill the silence. His main goal was to rehabilitate her, not to be her friend. The sooner he got through patients, the sooner he was paid, the sooner he didn’t have to see them again. It was a vicious cycle. “And have you acted on them?”
