"Abby?" I heard a woman question me. "Yeah, I'm Abby" I said as I rubbed my eyes, trying to gain my vision back. She was a bit blurry, but my eyes were still adjusting. "It's time to get up and get your day started. You've got a lot to do today." Wonderful," I sarcastically said. I got up and followed her around the loon bin and we finally arrived to an office. "You must be Abby? Let's talk," the man said with his head slightly down, but staring at me. "Yeah" I replied and sat on a chair the woman told me to sit on.

I sat and talked to this man about my past and everything that happened. I told him about the wedding and how I ended up in this place. My husband, brother in law and friends think I need help. "You're very lucky to have people like that care for you, Abby. You must understand this is just t help you." "I understand. Perfectly." I smiled, but most definitely started cursing him out in my head. Who the fuck does this guy think he is?