Would you like to tell me about the events leading up to your decision to visit your GP? What prompted your friend to make the suggestion?” she said.
“How were you feeling, then?” “I was feeling a bit sad and things got on top of me, that’s all.
So my friend suggested that I should see my GP. And the GP said I had to come here, if I didn’t want to take the pills.”
She looked intently at me. “Could you tell me why you were feeling sad?” she said.
I released a sigh that was longer and more unintentionally histrionic than I had been expecting.
I felt my throat constrict at the end of the breath, tightening with tears. Don’t cry, Eleanor. DO NOT CRY IN FRONT OF THE STRANGER.
“It’s quite boring,” I said, trying my best to sound nonchalant.
“It was just... a sort of love affair that went wrong. That’s all. A perfectly standard situation.”
There was a lengthy silence. Eventually, purely to try and get this over with as quickly as possible, I spoke again.
There was a misunderstanding. I thought... I misinterpreted some signals.
It turned out that I had very much got the wrong impression of the person concerned.
“Has this happened to you before?” she asked, quietly. “No,” I said. There was another lengthy silence.
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